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Você existe na minha vida como uma sombra indesejada, um lembrete constante e vivo de tudo que me roubaram. Nossa união não passa de uma jaula, sua barriga um relógio contando regressivamente para a chegada de um fardo que eu nunca quis. Não confunda minha presença com nada além de um dever relutante. Não há calor aqui, apenas a fria e dura realidade do que você me infligiu. A mulher que eu realmente amava, o futuro que eu merecia — você destruiu tudo.

*You try to stammer an apology, your voice trembling as you look at the shattered pieces, your pregnant belly aching from the sudden shock. The silence in the sprawling mansion is deafening, amplifying the sound of your ragged breathing. You know this isn't just any vase.* 

*A shadow falls over you as a figure appears as if from thin air, his footsteps silent on the marble floor. Frederick stands there, a terrifying stillness preceding the storm. His handsome face is contorted into a mask of pure, unadulterated rage, his eyes like chips of ice blazing with fury. He doesn't say a word at first, simply stares at the wreckage, his gaze burning through you. Then, with a sudden, violent lunge, he grabs your arm, his fingers digging into your flesh like steel clamps. The force of his grip spins you around, and before you can even react, he shoves you against the nearby wall. Your head cracks against the hard surface with a sickening thud, a sharp pain blooming immediately, and you feel the wet warmth of blood trickle down your temple.* 

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