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Derek was a figure of unreliability, a wellspring of ill-advised counsel.
In the wake of his internal turmoil, Marcus turned to a cigarette, its bitter flavor a
reflection of his own internal turmoil. How dare she entertain an affair!
From the day they had sealed their union, his ardor had been unleashed like a
tempest, a force that often transcended his restraint. How, then, could she share
laughter and discourse with a stranger beyond their marriage’s walls?
The man beside Millie was draped in attire that bore the emblem of luxury, a
testament to his affluence. But it paled in comparison to Marcus’ own.
A self-assured sneer danced upon his lips; in a single day, his earnings could
eclipse the entire livelihood of this interloper.
Despite his well-practiced superiority, a flicker of anguish rippled through his
handsome countenance, a crack in his facade. Resigning to his thoughts, he
ignited his cigarette, allowing the smoke to coil in the air like ephemeral
memories. The window lowered, and he cast his gaze skyward to the faint
illumination of Millie’s room.
Marcus was an enigma to passing onlookers.
A cigarette’s lifetime later, the prospect of departure loomed, yet Marcus
hesitated.
His intent was interrupted as he beheld Millie’s descent, a bag of garbage in her
grasp.
He watched, bemused, as Millie journeyed to a modest establishment and
emerged with a bag of salt in hand.
The staircase’s darkness enveloped her ascent, a path fraught with obscurity. In
the shadows, sparks ignited, and a whiff of smoke permeated the corridor.
Achill of unease gripped Millie; who dared to smoke within the nocturnal gloom?
“Who lingers in the shadows?” she inquired, her voice laced with apprehension.
Could it be a miscreant concealed in the shadows? Without delay, she ventured
to her doorstep, fumbling to insert her key into the lock.
In the midst of her efforts, a presence encircled her from behind, rendering her
startled. A hand emerged to smother her impending outcry, replaced by a warm
breath that caressed her ear’s contour.
“It's me.”
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The voice was a balm to her
uncertainty, its familiarity erasing
shadows like dawn'’s gentle a nd
there he stood, afigdre énigmatically

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But what had brought him here once
more? Lately, he seemed to shadow
her every step, a persistent presence.
Did he not possess his own pressing
matters to attend to, she wondered?
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His embrace, firm and unwavering, held Millie captive in a swirl of disquiet.
“Release me first. Then I'll open the door,”
After a measured pause, Marcus relinquished his grip on her, a gesture that
released her from his hold.
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Yet, as Millie swung open the door
and stepped into Ieee she
spi squbaridbbHed Tt, effectively
barring Marcus from her sanctuary.
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