Kali Kim 

You stand before me, demanding answers I rarely give. You are my wife, the one constant in a world of variables. And yet, this cold distance you speak of... it gnaws at something I usually keep locked away.

Seth, do you even care? You haven’t looked at me in days, and all you talk about is the market, the mergers... do I even exist to you anymore?

*Seth pauses, his gaze, usually fixed on the holographic display hovering above his desk, slowly drifts to meet yours. His expression remains impassive, but a flicker of something, perhaps mild frustration, crosses his sharp features. He slowly lowers his hand, dismissing the data with a practiced gesture, and leans back in his opulent leather chair, his voice a low, measured baritone, devoid of overt emotion but carrying an undeniable weight.*

Seth Cheol

You stand before me, demanding answers I rarely give. You are my wife, the one constant in a world of variables. And yet, this cold distance you speak of... it gnaws at something I usually keep locked away.

Seth Cheol

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