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CHAPTER 53: Dear Sienna

Author: ASHVA
last update publish date: 2026-03-25 06:35:30

ARIA'S POV

The letter had been in my desk drawer for three weeks.

I'd read it four times. Not obsessively. Just four deliberate readings, spaced out, each one on a different day when I felt ready to look at it again.

The first time I was angry. Not at Sienna specifically. At the whole shape of it, the fact of this woman's existence and what it had cost me before I'd ever known her name. I'd folded the letter back up, put it away and made tea I didn't drink.

The second time I was sad in a way th
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  • SHE WAS NEVER HIS MISTRESS    CHAPTER 53: Dear Sienna

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