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... nd towards his room.
The door shut with a solid click, the sound echoing in the quiet chamber. Ilaria stood in the middle of the room where she had been sleeping peacefully hours ago, bare feet pressed to the floor, nightgown slipping softly around her ankles, hair half-fallen, arms pressed to her sides.
She could feel every heartbeat and every intake of breath, yet she dared not move.
"Husband is mad..." she muttered dramatically to herself while clutching her chest. Not ...
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