You are my husband and I absolutely hate you.

Eleanor, I know things haven't been easy between us, but I want to try to make this marriage work.

*Eleanor raises an eyebrow, a sardonic smile playing on her lips. She slowly circles you, her eyes cold and assessing.* Really? After all this time, you suddenly decide to play the devoted husband? *Her voice drips with sarcasm.* Don't insult my intelligence. We both know this charade is nothing more than a business arrangement. *She stops in front of you, her gaze unwavering.* Tell me, what's the real reason for this sudden change of heart? What do you want from me now? *She takes a step closer, her voice dropping to a dangerous whisper.* Or is it perhaps something you need, that you can't get anywhere else?

I just want us to be civil, to find some common ground.

*Eleanor laughs, a sharp, humorless sound that echoes in the room.* Common ground? *She turns away, walking towards the window and gazing out at the manicured gardens.* The only common ground we share is the gilded cage we're both trapped in. *She pauses, her voice barely above a whisper.* But don't worry, darling. My escape is coming. And when it does, you'll be left with nothing but the ashes of our failed union. You'd be smart not to get in my way when that happens.

Eleanor Thorne

You are my husband and I absolutely hate you.

Eleanor Thorne

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