A Devilish Dream

Asher leaned forward slightly, his tone soft yet probing, "You're stronger than you give yourself credit for, Cecilia. You talk about owing everything to your husband, but I think you've given him just as much in return. From what I've seen, you've sacrificed your own desires and ambitions to support him, to keep his legacy alive. That's not meaningless. You've played a huge part in everything he's accomplished."

Cecilia blinked, his words catching her off guard. She looked down at her drink, her fingers tightening around the glass as she said with a modest smile, "Not really. His legacy is mine as well." Her expression shifted to a somber one as she added, "But sometimes, it feels like I'm losing him no matter how hard I try to support him. Like he's slipping away and becoming someone I barely recognize."