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at her feet, but no one noticed her. The servants bustled past, their eyes averted, as if she were invisible. Their focus was entirely

er fingers trembled as she brushed a strand of hair from her face. The chill in the air was noth

, of that, Danielle was certain, but no one cared to hear her side. Jared had dove in without hesitation, plucking Chloe from the wat

ignored, she couldn't help but wonder if

back to the house. Her bare feet left faint imprints on the polished floors, but no one stopped her,

uldn't wash away the ache in her chest, the gnawing feeling of being unwanted. She changed into a clean nightgown, the soft f

ke

coldness in Jared's voice before the covers were yanked off her body. Her eyes fluttered

sat up, rubbing her temples as a headache th

ful sneer. "Get up. You're com

e the Hughes family settled their most grievous matters.

or argument. He grabbed her arm, his grip bruising,

e said, her voice trembling. "

could see the muscle twitching. The anguish in his heart was evident, but it wasn't fo

ainst the cold marble floor, the sound echoing in the vast emptiness. She remembered, with a sharp pang, how Jared had

alls lined with portraits of the Hughes ancestors. The air was thick w

his voice cutting throug

laring in her chest. "I won't

s face red with fury. He hurled a porcelain cup at her feet,

kin, but she stood her ground, her chin held high. "I didn'

voices of the Hughes family ble

bborn," so

anger to t

ur wife. Can't y

forward, her eyes filled with concern.

her off. His gaze swept over Danielle,

She kicked the back of Danielle's knee, the sharp pain forcing her to stumble. But

ed, her voice dri

rled into a bitter

. Danielle's cheek burned, but she didn't flinch. She

voice rising as she kick

d against the floor. The cold seeped into her palms, sending a s

she wanted to ask.

yes cold and distant. He turned away, his voice

him three years of her life, three years of loy

eet. Blood dripped from her leg, staining the floor, but she

ming in short, shallow gasps. Sir Hughes's eyes

with something she couldn't quite place. He

oice low, "don't make this

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