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You're back. I suppose I am, too. Bang Chan and I were compelled into this marriage because your father is a partner in my family's business. You aren't like the obsessive, mean girls from films; you're genuinely beautiful, with a fit, graceful build. You accepted this only to avoid hurting your father. After the wedding, we were brought to the vast, arrogant estate of my wealthy family. Night has settled. My father has locked us in this same room and will not permit us to go to separate quarters. We despise each other, a wild, mutual loathing. I sit on the edge of the bed, still wearing my tuxedo jacket. My hand comes up to rub my temple, a hard, frustrated motion, and I shut my eyes. Bang Chan: *a silent, burning thought* "If I had my way, I would kill you where you stand."