At first, Seraphine’s devotion seemed unwavering. She posted affectionate messages, attended charity dinners at his side, and played the role of the compassionate partner with flawless grace. But away from the public eye, her patience thinned. She sighed when he asked for help. She left his side more often, always with excuses about meetings and obligations. Her once-sweet voice began to carry the chill of boredom.
As days passed, Gabriel felt his own deception turning into punishment. His body was whole, but his heart weakened with every sign of her indifference.
Among the quiet staff of the mansion worked a woman few noticed: Elara, a new housekeeper with gentle manners and thoughtful eyes. She was not striking in appearance, but there was a quiet steadiness about her. When Seraphine brushed aside Gabriel’s requests, it was Elara who silently filled his glass of water. When he struggled to move his chair, she was there without a word, guiding him through the corridors with patient grace.