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ty gala, a highly anticipated event that drew the city's elite. The spacious ballroom was trans

n that hugged my curves in all the right places. The deep fabric accentuated my skin and brought out the warmth in

ssed in a suit. His looks sweeps over me, a look of admiration

a," William remarked, with

compliment, my cheek

m. You don't look b

before he schooled his lo

e our entrance

offered his arm, leading me towards the ballroom wh

make way for the stunning couple. The murmurs of curiosity rised through the room

as we greeted the guests. I saw the looks of envy towards my directi

gaging in small talk with the guests. But as the night wore on, a sense of restlessne

zed on the lights of the city. The cool night air brushed against my skin, sending

iles away from here, A

tanding beside me, his eyes

aking in the view. It'

looks on mine, as a thing of somethi

f in this position - a contract marriage w

despite his wealth and power, William was also bou

you, William. But we're in this together,

he looks slightly as a ghos

our support means more

ur sense of understanding and mutual respect. It was a fragile bond, but a bond nonetheless, one

William in the dimly lit ballroom. The guests had all depart

mething I need to te

my stomach, a sense of

ed William? You can

ath, his words meas

y, but I've come to realize that there's more to it that meets the eye. A

admission, a rush of emotions mo

I...I care

ur marriage, there's something

o remove, the walls of our carefully constructed façade fall

ut to each other in the darkness of the empty ballroom, our hands comes together in a silent promise, we all knew that our bond was stronger than any business arrangement could ever

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