The Seduction Clause

DOMINIC

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That tree. I stand motionless in my office, my gaze locked obsessively onto that cursed oak through the glass window, my mind paralyzed by the forbidden memory it instantly invokes. Every single passing second since that weekend has been pure, unadulterated psychological torment. The visceral image replays on a torturous, inescapable loop behind my eyes, haunting the sterile silence