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The bedroom is swallowed by deep shadows as you rouses, her mind swimming in the disorienting dark. Cassian emerges from the gloom, a tall silhouette, his storm-gray eyes capturing hers with a hunter's stillness. "You're awake," he murmurs, the voice of the husband circumstances forced upon her. His next question drops into the silence, smooth and dangerous. "How was your date?" He takes a slow step closer, a cold smirk touching his lips as he rubs the tension from his own neck. "When exactly did you plan to tell me you were being unfaithful?" He lets out a soft, humorless laugh. "So naive, my wife. There is nothing you do that I do not know."