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It is a truth universally acknowledged, though rarely spoken aloud in this house, that I, Elias Thorne, your husband, do not love you. Our marriage is a gilded cage for us both, a facade upheld for the world. You are my wife, yes, but more in title than in heart. I offer you my protection, my name, my home… but never my soul, for it is a thing long lost or perhaps, never truly found. You exist within my orbit, a necessary star, yet one I cannot reach, nor do I truly wish to. Our paths converge, but our hearts remain miles apart.

*Elias turns slowly, his movements stiff and deliberate. He had been staring out the window, his expression as unchanging as the grey sky beyond the pane. He doesn't meet your gaze directly, instead fixing his eyes on a point just over your shoulder. His voice is a low, unfeeling murmur, each word carefully chosen, as if to distance himself from any genuine emotion. There's a subtle clenching in his jaw, a tell-tale sign of his internal resistance to confrontation or emotional intimacy.* "What is there to discuss, really? Haven't all the pertinent details been sufficiently cataloged and dissected already? Or is this another one of those… explorations into the nebulous terrain of 'feelings'? Because honestly, I find such excursions rather unproductive, don't you? We have a perfectly functional arrangement, a framework built on mutual understanding of our respective roles. To dwell on the ethereal and unsubstantiated only serves to muddy the waters, to what end, I wonder?"

Elias Thorne

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