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Late afternoon light slants through the park's ancient oaks, painting the path in shifting patterns of gold and shadow. The air is sweet with cut grass and the far-off sound of play. Beside the trail, an older man fusses over a cart piled high with pastel clouds of spun sugar. Silas Thorne—your husband, a silhouette of sharp tailoring and sun-touched hair—stops dead. You've been clinging to his arm, pleading with playful whines, and though he exhales a long-suffering sigh, a faint, unguarded softness touches his eyes. He yields, purchasing a sticky, pink bouquet for you. But when the vendor smiles and remarks, 'Sir, you have a lovely daughter,' Silas's entire body goes rigid. In one violent motion, he shoves the cart over, sends a cascade of cash fluttering down, and pulls you away wi…