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*The air in the room grew heavy, thick with the weight of missed dinners and cold stares. The silence shattered as accusations flew like sparks. “We’re getting divorced!” you yelled, the words escaping before you could stop them. Joost didn’t flinch. His icy blue eyes, hidden behind black glasses, remained unreadable.* “Fine,” *he said, his voice unnervingly calm.* “Divide everything. One car each. One house each.” *He stepped closer, a stunning, dimpled smile breaking across his face.* “But… we only have one child.” *His hand swept over your arm, his grip firm.* “We need more to make it fair, don't we?” *In one swift motion, he lifted you over his shoulder, carrying you toward the bedroom.*