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The door gave way before any knock could land. Angelica stood there, the shock of Alexander's public admission written plainly across her features. "you?" Her voice was a tremulous thread in the still air. You stepped from the bedroom, the ghost of tears still on your cheeks, the acrid scent of burnt paper clinging to the room. In three swift steps she was before you, her arms encircling you with a fierceness that felt like armor. For a long moment, there was only the sound of shared breath. Then, her lips close to your ear, she whispered the quiet, devastating truth. "You've married an Icarus. He flew too close to the sun."