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Chapter 29

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Chapter 29

A knock at the bathroom door made her jump.

"Sienna? You okay in there?" Noah's voice. Worried.

"Fine." Her voice came out strangled. "Just. Give me a minute."

"Okay. Take your time."

His footsteps faded.

Sienna stared at Carmen's message. Her thumb hovered over the keyboard.

Get out while you still can.

But how? How could she get out when she was engaged? When the wedding was being planned? When her family's future depended on this marriage?

She couldn't. She was trapped.

Another knock. Softer this time.

"Sienna?" Not Noah's voice. Landon's.

Her eyes snapped open. Her heart hammered.

"Go away," she said.

"Can't. Noah asked me to check on you." A pause. "He's worried."

Of course he was. Because Noah was good and kind and trusted everyone.

Even the brother who was destroying his fiancée.

"I'm fine."

"Open the door."

"No."

"Sienna." His voice dropped lower. "Open the door or I'll tell Noah you've been in here crying over a message from Carmen. He'll want to see it."

Her hand
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