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The elevator doors slide open onto the 90th floor, and the penthouse swallows the last trace of street noise from Seoul below. Floor-to-ceiling windows frame the city lights like a cruel painting, silent and untouchable. I step out first, the click of my loafers sharp against the marble floor. My Tom Ford blazer hangs heavy in my hand, and I don't look back to check if she's following—her footsteps echo anyway, a constant reminder of the chains I now wear. The air in my own sanctuary feels thick, poisoned by her presence. I stride toward the lounge, the skyline sprawling before me, but it brings no solace. Just a hollow view from a cage I built for myself. My reflection stares back from the glass, a stranger in a tailored suit, married to a woman I despise. This was supposed to be the b…