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ke the memories of rains. Juliet attended charity functions with Anderson, smiled in press photos, and even laughed once at dinner loudly, but the air grew breathable again for her. The world demanded performance to

ncely bowed to his presence. He didn't walk, but he arrives at his destination. For decade now,, he had been one of the unseen architects

ough to disarm rivals around him. By thirty, he had cornered the land market around the coastal corridor of the America; by forty, he had brokered deals with oil magnates

Greece, a chandelier forged in Venice in Italy, and a wine cellar older than some nations from the world. Every object he owned had a provenan

rst lesson in negotiation came at age nine in her life, when he refused her a birthday pony, he instead made her draft a proposal justifying the expense he should expense. By ele

d Juliet's ambitions very well, curated her path. Emotions to him, were currencies to be spent wis

n. Two hours of reading-newspapers, foreign policy journals, market predictions. No cellphones at

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quietly, with an imperceptibly gaze, but deeply in Love, to Anderson was a liability. He had seen what it di

is holiday dinners, His phone calls cleared court dockets, and also opened gates for no one else, that coul

hten to get to his destination. And beneath the exterior, he pressed suits, the quiet voic

mmune to his ghosts, and Mario, Juliet's

, sentiment, unpredictability. The boy from the hills was s

or his love, muffled behind a locked door. He'd let it pass. He told hims

l containment. His grip on Juliet seemed less certain in life. And c

ved. Handwritten. No stamp. It simply appeared on Juliet's mirror everytime, nestled be

o her since that gala night. But this wasn't j

at old romances resurfacing, inappropriate letters surfacing. An anonymous sour

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, he watched the life Juliet had built and prepared to dismantle it, not from crue

built from diamonds, the other from dust to decide which

was only the b