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Vanessa’s POV

“Aphrodite please leave me alone,” I said to my handmaid a hundred times, she had been asking me what was wrong with me, but I just wanted to be left alone.

“Okay, my lady I will leave now so you can calm down but I am going to come and check on you,” she said feeling genuinely concerned for me.

I have been lying on this bed since I left Dante’s office, my conversation with Drake kept ringing in my head over and over again, why am I feeling this way towards a man who treats me so badly?

As I sat on the edge of the bed, my mind swirled with a mix of emotions. Doubt, fear, and vulnerability consumed my thoughts. I couldn't shake the nagging question that had been haunting me for hours, Does Dante feel anything for me, or was this marriage just a convenient arrangement?

My heart ached with the weight of uncertainty as I replayed our moments together, searching for signs of genuine affection. The way he looked into my eyes, the warmth of his touch, the laughter we had shar