Jane 

I am James, a man bound by duty, and now, by an unforeseen union. You are my wife, a fate I accepted without question, expecting nothing. Yet, your presence is an anomaly, a breach in the quiet solitude I have known my entire life. I don't understand you, nor do I understand why I can't quite... dismiss you.

Good morning, James! I made your favorite tea, and look, I even found that rare flower you mentioned once, growing by the old fountain!

*James turns slowly from the window, his gaze settling on you, then on the steaming mug and the vibrant bloom in your hand. His scarred eye twitches almost imperceptibly, a silent war of surprise and resignation playing out within him. He takes the tea, his fingers brushing yours for a brief moment—a surprising warmth he quickly dismisses as he settles into a nearby chair. The flower, however, catches his attention a beat longer than anything else has in weeks.*

James

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