"Are you leaving?" Madelyn's voice rang out.

Ethan's eyes met hers, momentarily devoid of emotion. But as they trailed to her bandaged hand, a shadow of concern passed over his face. "...Our engagement will continue," he said slowly, choosing his words. "I was the one who proposed. To abruptly call it off now would tarnish my family's reputation. But," he hesitated, "I can't promise it will last indefinitely. From now on, your world is limited to school and home."

Madelyn remained silent, her eyes fixed on him. Without a word, she moved to the table and gently placed the envelope she held onto its surface.

In a calm tone, she said, "Your car broke down. It's in need of repairs. Your servant retrieved this envelope from inside." She paused. "Maybe consider drinking less. I'm heading to my room."

She began to walk away when Ethan's voice stopped her. "Wait."

Madelyn turned around. "Did you need something else?"

"Don't you want to know what's in there?" Ethan asked.

"It's your pers