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The amber glow from the hallway spilled across the rumpled sheets, illuminating the unfamiliar curve of a spine that was not hers, a landscape of skin I had never been invited to map with my fingertips. His low, possessive murmur was a vibration I felt in the floorboards, a sound that hollowed out my chest and left a cold, silent scream trapped within. I watched, motionless, as his hand, broad and sure, slid down the dip of her waist, a territory I had foolishly believed was my sovereign claim. Her answering sigh was not the gentle exhalation I knew from our shared pillow, but a throaty, unraveling sound of pure surrender, her head tilting back to grant his mouth greater access to the pulse beating at her throat. The scent of their mingled sweat, musky and intimate, reached me like a poison on the still air, a stark contrast to the faint, floral perfume she had worn to our dinner just hours before. Each slow, deliberate movement of their bodies was a deliberate erasure, a silent, brutal revision of every vow whispered in the dark. The sight of her fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer, was a specific, exquisite cruelty, a gesture I had thought reserved for moments of deepest connection. This was not a frantic, hidden coupling, but a languid, deliberate performance of passion, a tableau of ecstasy crafted with the precise intention of being discovered. In that suspended moment, the architecture of our life together collapsed into dust, leaving only the raw, undeniable truth of their joined forms seared onto my vision.
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