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... Aiden.
The walls did not shift, the marble stairs remained the same cold stone, and the chandeliers still glistened above with their usual brilliance—but the rhythm was different.
The mornings no longer carried the same stale quiet of a household held together by rigid order. Now there was flow. A subtle current that moved to his pulse.
He felt it in the way the maids lowered their eyes when he passed, in the way Lady Catherine’s laughter often carried an unnatural note o ...
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