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The tension in the room was almost palpable as Charlotte stared at the package lying on her bed. Her hands trembled as she opened it, revealing a stack of photographs. The blood drained from her face when she realized what they were.

The pictures showed her and Jasmine—some taken at their old apartment, others from parks they frequented, and even one from the day they’d moved into Astor’s villa. Each photo was unsettlingly candid, the angles suggesting they had been taken without her knowledge.

Her heart pounded as she sifted through the images, her mind racing. Who could have done this? And why?

By the time she reached...