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My partner and his alleged "sibling" were apprehended during an anti-prostitution operation at a local inn.
Upon arriving to secure his release, I noticed his neck was covered in love bites, and he was consoling her as she wept.
"Her residence was unsecured, and she felt unsafe, so I kept her company," he explained.
Previously, I would have become enraged and demanded explanations.
This time, however, I chose not to play the role of the jealous, irrational girlfriend.
I quietly completed the release documents without uttering a word.
A colleague from the task force inquired, "Relatives?"
I shook my head and replied, "Just neighbors."
Then I glanced down and messaged my mother.
[Regarding that prearranged marriage you mentioned? I agree to it. Allow me three days, and I'll return home.]

Betrayal in Blue, A Siren's Redemption

The gale on the other side of the line roared loudly enough to mask his respiration.


"You uprooted your life and vanished just because of that individual?"


"What, simply because he's wealthy? My goodness, you truly are that shallow!"


"Listen, I understand you're upset, but if you return now, I can still offer you a marriage ceremony."


I gazed out at the celestial orb. Frigid and argentate.


"Indeed," I replied, my tone monotonous. "Because he's affluent. Infinitely superior to you."


I detected Gerard inhale sharply as if striving to contain his wrath from boiling over.


When he spoke again, his words were cutting.


"Ha! Is he even aware? That I've had you for seven years? That you've borne my offspring—thrice? If he discovers all that, do you believe he'll still desire you?" He sneered. "Yvaine, you'll eternally belong to me!"


A muted ache spread through my chest, and my throat constricted. My eyes began to water, and momentarily, I was rendered speechless.


Chapter 6