The suburbs of Oakwood were a masterpiece of symmetry. Every lawn...

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The suburbs of Oakwood were a masterpiece of symmetry. Every lawn was a perfect emerald rectangle; every house was a study in beige and white. For Claire, this symmetry was a cage.

She lived in the largest house on the block, a sprawling colonial that smelled of lemon wax and silence. Her husband, David, was a man of impeccable timing and curated emotions. He had returned to her three years ago after a "business hiatus" in Europe, bringing with him a renewed devotion that felt more like a surveillance operation than a marriage. "I'm just looking out for you, darling,"...

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