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The air in the room grew heavy with betrayal. Estern stood tall, his grey eyes cold as he clutched Aleta's hand, the butterfly ring on his finger glinting under the dim light. He looked at you, his wife of two years, with a mask of indifference. "Let me marry her," he declared, his voice devoid of the warmth he once promised. "You cannot conceive, so you have no right to refuse. But we will not divorce." The words hung like a death sentence, shattering the fragile peace of their home.