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    Dani’s hands curled into tight fists.


    Should she dere their rtionship over? The words refused to form.


    Dani stood in silence for what felt like forever before finally speaking.


    “I’m giving you the right to choose.”


    Cedric’s gaze turned stormy in an instant. He attempted a nod and a faint smile. But it came off more like he was on the verge of breaking down.


    “What do you mean?” Cedric asked sharply, his eyes locked on Dani. Despite the calm he had tried to cultivate in recent days, his voice betrayed his tension.


    “What are you talking about? A breakup? Or a divorce? Make it clear!”


    At that moment, a cold ache spread through Dani’s chest. Her fists tightened until her nails pressed painfully into her palms, forcing her to cling to rationality.


    “Either one. The choice is yours,” she said, her voice void of emotion.


    The silence that followed weighed heavy in the air, pressing down on them both.


    Cedric gave a slow nod, though a bitter smile ghosted across his lips.


    “Should I be grateful you’ve allowed me this final shred of dignity?”


    He had returned, weary and worn, only to be greeted by these icy words.


    “I’d have preferred your lies. At least then I could believe you felt something for me instead of forcing me to choose between two cruel options.”


    His voice faded into silence.


    Cedric said nothing more. He swung the door open and walked out.


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    Lillian stood frozen by the door, stunned.


    “What happened?” she asked Dani.


    Dani stepped further into the office, with Lillian following close behind.


    “Dani, there’s no need for this standoff. Even if Elyse has support, you can manage it.”


    Dani didn’t reply. Instead, she handed Lillian a folder.


    Lillian nced down at the folder.


    “Where did thise from? Cedric’s background? Wasn’t he raised in an orphanage? How…”


    As her eyes skimmed over the words, Lillian froze in ce. Momentster, she burst out, “What on earth is this? It’s unbelievable!”


    Joyce had been confined in a dark cell for five torturous days. She hade to believe that she might not make it out alive. At times, she even caught herself hoping for death as an escape. But Doug wouldn’t allow her to die. He kept her wrists chained to the headboard, torturing her while giving her IV drips. A cold fluid flowed through her bloodstream.


    Joyce tilted her head back. Her body had be so numb it barely responded anymore. Tears slowly streamed down her face as she silently promised herself that if she survived, Dani would one day experience everything she had endured.


    Joyce couldn’t remember how many times she had lost consciousness or how many times she hade to. In one of her brief moments of awareness, she nced down at Doug, who was torturing her.


    “Doug, aren’t you curious about how it feels to fuck Dani?”


    Doug stopped his actions, looked up, and squinted at her.


    “Joyce, are you trying to get yourself killed and take me down with you?”


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