Chapter 181
Author: PRINZY N
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The elegant dining room was filled with the sound of silverware clinking. Trisha was seated across from Max at the extended, shiny table, with their breakfast laid out in front of them. The noticeable silence between them was dense, packed with words left unsaid and tension that lingered.

"Hand me the salt," Max requested without lifting his eyes from his plate.

Trisha handed him the salt shaker, her eyes lingering on him. “You’re always so serious.”

Max glanced at her, an eyebrow raised. “It’s necessary.”

“Necessary?” Trisha scoffed. “Doesn’t it get exhausting?”

He shrugged, sprinkling salt on his eggs. “It’s part of the job.”

Trisha sighed, pushing her food around her plate. “I can’t imagine living like that.”

Max’s gaze softened slightly. “You get used to it.”

“Do you?” Trisha challenged. “Or do you just tell yourself that?”

He set down his fork, looking at her intently. “What do you want to know, Trisha?”

She hesitated, then met his eyes. “Why do you do it? The violence, the dange
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