How many times are we going to go over this Claire, with you and Sebastian.
I don't want to hear or speak of his name in this house, you are my wife, and I love you... accept it.
As the ice cubes chimed the crystal glass vintage.
I will never get used to being your wife, so deal with it, "Claire said angrily!"
What shall we do for the rest of the evening till dinners ready, shall we walk the fortress, "suggested Clare?"
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