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-Grace- I felt like I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t stay in there any longer. Commander Joseph kept moving closer and touching me without my permission. His behavior was becoming increasingly unsettling. Why was he acting this way? This was our first meeting, and he clearly knew I was engaged to someone else. It made no sense. I found the nearest balcony and hurried outside, leaning against the railing and closing my eyes as I took deep breaths. The fresh air filling my lungs was a relief, helping me feel like I could breathe again. I stood there, focusing on my breathing, trying to ignore the lingering discomfort from Joseph’s touch. Perhaps I should have brought Will with me, but the dinner party was not far away, and I needed some solitude. I didn’t want to talk to him in this state—c