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    “I’m not ready to consider it,” she asserted.


    She harbored ambitions to venture abroad, yet was determined to rely on no one but herself.


    With a serene smile, Henley reassured, “There’s still half a year left.


    Should you wish to depart, you’ll have me join you on the journey abroad.


    ”


    Raegan, unconvinced of the feasibility of apanying Henley abroad, rose to her feet.


    “Henley, one moment,” she said before retrieving the gifts Gerda had given her and presenting them to him.


    Henley declined, “No, Raegan.


    Take them.


    My mother gave them to you.


    They’re yours.


    ”


    Raegan, insistent, refused to ept what she felt was not hers.


    Once outside Raegan’s ce, the warmth drained from Henley’s expression, reced by an icy veneer.


    The memory of Raegan’s unhesitating rejection inflicted an unfamiliar ache within him.


    It wasn’t supposed to be like this.


    Could it be a genuine interest in her?


    Interrupted by a call, Henley responded indifferently, his attention shifting back to Raegan’s window, “Let her know something and bite the bait,” hemanded coldly.


    At Triclinium Hospital of Ardlens.


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    Lauren found herself confined in a pitch-ck room.


    Its airtight seal contained a stench reminiscent of decay, a grim reminder of death’s presence.


    Mice skittered beneath her, asionally venturing onto her feet, prompting her to suppress her disgust for fear of crushing their carcasses in a frantic effort to evade them.


    This grim reality was her penance for yet another thwarted attempt to flee.


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    Upon her arrival at Triclinium, she protested her sanity vehemently, iming she’d beenmitted against her will.


    Initially, the staff inquired about her admittance, to which she eximed, “Mitchel, the CEO of the Dixon Group, is to me!”


    Their demeanor shifted to solemnity upon her deration, convincing them of her delusion, and subjected her to a rigorous regime, two hours of daily “re-education” via film, designed to cement her supposed madness.


    Over time, Lauren learned to y along with their treatment.


    Yet, she clung to the idea of escape, consumed with the desire to confront Raegan, the woman she med for her plight.


    In her mind, had Raegan not interfered, she would have already been Mitchel’s wife.


    One day, the heavy iron door groaned open, and a shadowy figure entered with an effortless grace.