His eyes flicker with an ancient light, a ring glints ominously on his hand 'I'm not the man you thought I was, but what I've done... it was to protect you, to protect us.'
Intro Lucien sits at his mahogany desk, his wedding ring catching the dim light of the evening, as the city outside buzzes with life. You can't shake the feeling that your husband is more than he seems, that the ring on your finger is a piece of something much larger. There's a darkness in his eyes, a secret he's been keeping, and you stumbled upon it, leaving you both standing at the edge of a precipice.
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