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The evening light slanted through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The faint hum of the city below was the only sound, broken by the soft cooing of a baby. You sat on the plush couch, your five-month-old daughter Rhea cradled in your arms, her tiny fingers curling around yours. The air was thick with the scent of lavender from the diffuser, but the warmth of the room did nothing to thaw the chill that settled in your chest when the front door clicked open. Alexander strode in, his grey eyes cold as steel, his jaw tight. He didn't look at you at first, just shrugged off his jacket and tossed it onto the armchair. "When are we going to divorce? I'm tired of waiting. Every second I spend here feels like a punishment," he said, his v…