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SIENNA THORNEXander was definitely out of his mind. “Xander, you're hurting me.” “I'm sorry baby but I can't let you leave,” I took a deep breath and tried to suppress the panic I was feeling. Xander had always been so soft spoken towards me in the past and I'd have never believed he had this side to him. “Xander, why are you doing this?” I asked. “We need to talk, you can't just leave me.” “What do you want to talk about?” I decided to play along. He blinked in surprise and smiled. “I want to explain everything to you,” “Okay, I'm listening.” He released my hand and placed his at the small of my back, guiding me towards the bed. “Sit,” I did as I was told with batted breath. He sat beside me and held my hand in his. “Disne was a mistake. It was a drunken mistake that shouldn't have happened.” I nodded. “So you are admitting that you slept with Diane?” I kept my tone even as I asked not wanting him to suspect I was seething on the inside. “I'm sorry, it wasn't supposed

SIENNA THORNE My head was pounding and my mouth tasted like sandpaper. Those were the first things I noted when I opened my eyes the next day. The sound of a door closing reached my ears and I jerked up, glancing around. A man I had never seen before walked towards me carrying a tray of food perhaps - the aroma said a lot. “I see you're awake.” He said as he placed the tray in front of me. “I thought you should eat first before we talk.” I kept staring at him, wondering if I knew him from somewhere and then my memories from last night rushed into my mind altogether. He was the stranger who had taken me home. Looking around my surroundings, I frowned. “This isn't my home.” I commented and eyed him wearily. Had I been kidnapped. “Who are you?” “My name is Anthony Miller. My friends call me Tony.” “Why did you bring me here? Where is this place?” I asked, ignoring his attempt at pleasantries. “Did Xander send you?” I added a follow-up question, my mind spinning with the many po

SIENNA THORNE My father's head snapped back as if he had just been slapped and I would have smirked at his stunned expression if I wasn't so broken. How could Xander betray me like this? And with Diane of all people? “I don't know what you're talking about Sienna. There must be some kind of mistake.” Xander said, breaking the silence that had descended on the room after my outburst. “What are you going to say next? It was Ai, right?” I asked, sarcasm dripping from every word. Xander nodded. “Exactly! You know I could never cheat on you.” I scoffed and turned to my father who was still standing there shocked. “How come you have nothing to say?” A laugh escaped my lips. “Babe let's talk about this in our bedroom, we shouldn't do this with people here.” What an ass. “Everyone here has seen your video Xander, it's out there for the world to see.” He glared at me and then turned on heels and marched towards the door. I shook my head and looked away, brushing away the tears on my

SIENNA THORNE “Xander,” I whispered as I walked towards our room. Diane had passed me in the hall looking completely pleased with herself for showing me up again. “You should have informed me before doing this.” Xander said as soon as I stepped into the room. “It was supposed to be a surprise Xander,” I told him, rolling my eyes. “We don't need all this. We've always celebrated quietly.” he reminded me. “Are you trying to embarrass us? Now all people will be talking about for weeks is how I showed up drunk to my anniversary party.” “Then maybe you shouldn’t have been drunk in the first place,” Those words were at the tip of my tongue but I sighed and walked towards him. “I didn't mean for….” “Just go, please. I'll get dressed and meet you downstairs.” he said, his tone leaving no room for arguments. I opened my mouth to argue against my better judgement and he lashed out. “Leave Sienna, haven't you done enough?” Hurt, sad and a little confused at his sudden hostility, I ran

SIENNA THORNETonight will be an unforgettable one. That was what I told myself as I tied strings around four balloons and hung them to the nail on the wall. It was my third wedding anniversary with my husband Xander Smith and I was going all out. Ours had never been a love marriage, merely a business transaction but I had fallen for him about a year and six months in and now, after three years, I was ready to fight for that love. This party was my brilliant idea of getting rid of the transactional side of marriage and ushering us into the honeymooney, lovers phase of it. I never envisioned a loveless marriage for myself when I dreamt of my future but when my family was in crises, I stepped in, no questions asked - not that anyone would have listened to my opinion. Well except Xander. Right from the beginning, he treated me differently from my family. To him, my opinion counted, to him, I mattered and I could ask for anything I wanted. That was why tonight, I was going to ask