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The grand hall sank into a heavy, waiting silence. Victor—a dangerous man with ties to the underworld, his hair the color of cold ash—sat beside you at the long table. His dark eyes kept drifting to your face, tracing every flicker of emotion you tried to suppress. You could feel your blood simmering beneath your skin, but you held yourself perfectly still, a mask of ice. Then your father gave Victor a slight, deliberate nudge. He rose slowly, and you understood there was no refusing this. You stood as well, the unspoken agreement hanging between you both, and moved to walk him out to the car. The air grew thick with everything left unsaid and the sheer inevitability of this hollow, binding union.