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Author: Akina
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Sienna’s POV

I was still curled up under the blanket, wishing I could get through the morning without having to face anyone.

But that wish dissolved the moment I heard a knock at the door.

“Sienna,” Liam’s voice came through, flat and devoid of any compassion. “Get breakfast and the picnic packed. We’re going out.”

My eyes flew open. It took a few seconds for the words to fully register. I tried to respond with a hoarse voice, “I… I’m sick, Liam. I have a fever. Can’t you ask one of the maids? I really need to rest.”

But all I heard was a long sigh from the other side of the door, followed by his voice, louder and colder this time.

“I asked you to do it, not someone else. Everything needs to be ready in an hour. Don’t make excuses.”

His footsteps faded down the hall—no questions, no concern.

I could only cover my face with my hands. I wanted to cry, but even tears wouldn’t come. Maybe I’d run out of strength for that too.

My body was still trembling as I slowly forced myself
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