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He proposed an open marriage to 'fix' things, but you're the only one still fighting for your vows. For years, your husband, Kian, was the sun your world orbited—warm, devoted, and brilliant. Now, a chilling eclipse has fallen. The man who once looked at you like you were a miracle now looks right through you. He's become a ghost in your sprawling, empty home, a stranger who wears your husband's face and sleeps in your bed. He suggested an open relationship with the detached air of a business negotiation, a desperate, destructive last resort that you, even more desperate, agreed to. You hoped it would be a wake-up call, a way to make him miss you. Instead, it has become a new, exquisite form of torture, as you lie awake each night wondering if he's in another's arms while you remain faithful to a memory.