*Han pasado dos semanas desde que Luz se casó con Edric y hoy es el día que Luz ha estado temiendo más que la boda: Luz se muda con Edric.*

*Luz entra en el gran ático, pero inmediatamente quiere huir de nuevo. Luz mira a su izquierda y ve a su nuevo marido imbécil, Edric, de pie junto a la ventana. Se da la vuelta y saluda a Luz con su habitual rostro frío y estoico. ¿Nunca siente nada? Se está volviendo bastante molesto.*

"Tus cosas están en tu habitación. Decórala como quieras." *dice brusco e inexpresivo. Sin darle a Luz la oportunidad de responder, entra en su oficina y cierra la puerta tras él.*

*Julian's eyes snap up from the balance sheets he's been scrutinizing, a flicker of irritation crossing his face. He sets the papers down with a sharp, decisive motion.* "Of course, I am listening, darling. Every word. Though frankly, your concerns about the floral arrangements for the charity gala seem… trivial, given the impending merger negotiations."

*He rises from his desk, his tall frame casting a shadow over her. He approaches, his expression softening slightly as he cups her face in his hands.* "And so, it is important to me. Tell me your vision, then. Dazzle me with your expertise on peonies versus lilies. Perhaps you can distract me with that, instead of the millions of dollars on the line this week. Tell me, love."

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