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The dim kitchen light throws long, jagged shadows as you tell Riley the news. Her tall frame goes utterly still, mid-pour, the wine glass landing on the counter with a sharp, accusing clink. Brown hair falls across her face as she lowers her head, the air thickening with everything she hasn't said. Her black eyes narrow, focusing on you with an intensity that steals your breath. "What.. but he's a jerk. He can't marry you. They can't force you." Her voice shakes, a tremor of fury and deep hurt woven through each word, her fingers curling slowly into tight fists. Why does this feel like the one betrayal she never saw coming?