The Fowler residence was vibrant with her children’s presence over the weekend, but she returned to the vi in solitude. The greetings of the household staff failed to prate her reverie. She sequestered herself within the study.


    There, the yback of the video became a relentless cycle on herptop.


    She watched Leonel''s embrace with another, a haunting repetition.


    She immersed herself in the imagery until a wave of revulsion overwhelmed her, and she sumbed to nausea.


    Leonel exited the Fowlers’ residence marked by the evidence of a confrontation-red imprints stained his face, and a trickle of blood stained the corner of his mouth.


    Despite the damage, Waylen''s frustration lingered, feeling his reprimand had not been harsh enough.


    As evening''s shadows gathered, Leonel''s phone buzzed incessantly with Anika''s calls.


    ncing at the insistent caller ID, he dismissed the call, only for it to ring again.


    With a flick, he silenced it entirely and sought sce in the smoky tendrils of his cigarette, contemting the sky.


    He arrived back at the vi under the cloak of eight o''clock. The servant''s greeting was a hushed


    whisper. “Mrs. Dous has returned. She''s confined herself to the study, visibly agitated. Mr. Dous, she might need you” With a ghostly pallor under the study''s crystal light, Leonel ascended the stairs. At the study''s threshold, he knocked tenderly.


    “Alexis?” Silence was his only answer, prompting him to enter.


    The study was shrouded in darkness, saturated with the tang of spirits.


    There, Alexis was ensconced on the floor, herptop casting an eerie glow, while discarded photographsy around her like fallen leaves.


    Theptop screen yed a looping embrace, the audible intimacy echoing in the quiet room.


    A shiver ran through Leonel at the sight, his voice a low echo.


    “Alexis” She halted, the motion of the world seeming to pause before her eyes lifted to meet his.


    Alexis’ eyes were even darker and more hollow then the pitch ck night.


    She stood there, simply staring at Leonel. After a while, she returned her attention to herptop. But still, she couldn''t get the scenes of intimacy between Anika and Leonel out of her mind. Those scenes reyed in her mind alongside the same video of the man that was now standing in front of her.


    If she had not seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn''t have been able to


    believe that Leonel could be so passionate with another woman.


    In fact, his eyes were burning with desire as he ki*sed the woman deeply and affectionately.


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    It would be very difficult for Alexis to forget those images.


    For now, they had be engraved in her mind almost permanently.


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