frozen_within
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"W-Who... a-am I?"
Her voice came out barely a whisper, cracking around the edges.
She didn't recognize herself.
Michael, who had been standing by the door-arms folded, expression unreadable-finally moved.
Slow, steady steps until he stood directly in front of her. Towering. Composed. Cold as always.
But his eyes...
His eyes held something else.
He stared at her for a long moment, as if debating what truth to offer her.
And then, his words came low... sure... and final.
"You're my fiancée," he said. "Chiara."
"What's... a fiancée?" Her voice was soft.
For a split second, Michael forgot how to breathe.
MICHAEL'S CHIARA
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