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I walked into the quiet house, the air tinged with the faint, clean scent of linen and something sugary. The usual after-school bedlam was conspicuously absent. A thread of childish giggles led me to the study. I pushed the door open slowly and stopped dead. There, in the deep armchair, sat my husband Elias—a man whose name commanded boardrooms—utterly surrendered. His sharp cheekbones were dusted with a soft rose blush, one eye was outlined in vivid cobalt, and his lips shimmered with an iridescent violet gloss. His dark hair was sectioned into two haphazard pigtails, tied with clashing ribbons. Around his neck hung a garish plastic necklace that spelled 'PRINCESS.' Our twins, Finn and Maeve, knelt at his feet, a jumble of stickers and glitter pens between them, their faces alight wi…