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Chapter Twenty-Seven: Tears on Ivory Sheets

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I stood there, rooted to the spot, completely frozen.

Not out of fear, or because I didn’t know what to say. But because I had never, not once in my entire life seen Sienna look as pissed and disgusted as she looked at this moment.

Sweet sunshine Sienna. The soft-spoken sister who smiled at everyone and said thank you to the waiter even when they got her order wrong. The same girl who once cried because she stepped on a snail and buried it with flowers. Who apologized to plants after trimming them too short. Who never raised her voice, never talked back, never even let her anger surface or lashed out, no matter how much she was hurting.

That same Sienna just slapped her beloved husband.

Lucian.

The look on his face was absolutely priceless. His jaw hung open in pure shock, eyes wide like someone had just whacked his head with a frying pan. I would’ve laughed. Hell, if it were any other day, I would’ve laughed my head off, snorted like a pig and rolled on the floor, begging God to plea
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