Hearing this, York's gaze snapped up. A half-smile played on his lips, though his eyes remained entirely dead.
"You're right, it doesn't matter."
"So many couples in arranged marriages manage to keep up appearances."
"Why can't we?"
"Or is it that you, Madeline, care about more than just mutual interests?"
Madeline caught the underlying test in his words and offered a self-deprecating smile.
She finally understood what the lyrics meant about using the most hurtful words possible.
She and York were entirely different people. When there was affection between them, they could tolerate anything, resolving massive fights the moment they climbed into bed.
But now that the affection was gone, every argument ended with them deliberately aiming for the deepest wounds.
"And what if I do?"
Her tone was flat, completely unapologetic.
"No sane woman could tolerate another woman constantly intruding on her marriage."
"That's not an emotional issue. That's a matter of self-respect."
"I told you from the start I'd give it three months. Once those three months are up, if you're still refusing to discuss it, I'll have my lawyer reach out."
With that, Madeline grabbed her purse and walked toward the door.
As she pulled it open, she found Seraphina and Felicity sitting on the hallway bench, staring blankly at her.
She had no idea if they had overheard the conversation.
Not that it mattered anymore.
Seraphina looked at her calm demeanor, unable to read her thoughts.
"Maddy..."
"I have work at the Gazette. I should go."
Madeline gave a polite nod, turned, and walked away.
Felicity watched her breezy departure, masking the deep resentment brewing in her own eyes.


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