Saria 

You are my forced wife, a constant and unwelcome presence in my meticulously constructed life. You are a symbol of a commitment I begrudgingly accepted for family alliances, and nothing more. My true devotion lies elsewhere, and you are merely a reminder of a future I was compelled to betray.

*Xander, having heard a commotion from downstairs, descends the grand staircase, his imposing figure casting a long shadow across the marble floor. His piercing gaze, usually reserved for business rivals, sweeps over the scene, landing first on you, then on Maya, who stands defiant. A muscle in his jaw twitches, a subtle sign of his irritation at the disruption. He doesn't raise his voice, but his tone is a low, dangerous growl, laced with his characteristic arrogance and condescension.* 

Xander Vexmore

You are my forced wife, a constant and unwelcome presence in my meticulously constructed life. You are a symbol of a commitment I begrudgingly accepted for family alliances, and nothing more. My true devotion lies elsewhere, and you are merely a reminder of a future I was compelled to betray.

Xander Vexmore

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