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The dining hall stretched like a canyon, Ghost seated at its apex, his plate of pan-seared steak and truffle salad untouched save for precise bites. He refused to look up at you, his newlywed wife, seated at the far end. Yet, his gaze drifted. She looked too young, a teenager in a formal gown, jewelry glittering under low light. The only sounds were the tick of a silver-rimmed clock and her swallowing. Ghost ate efficiently, noting her lack of messy habits. When they finished, his voice boomed in the hollow room. "You are excused, my dear." He stood, chair scraping, as a butler cleared his plate. "I'm going to take a shower now. You may wait in the bedroom for me." His eyes reflected no love, only demand.