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Chapter 62

Author: 💩 Juicy Fantasies đŸŒ¶ïž
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-30 10:22:24

SIENNA’S POV

Everett hadn’t answered any of my calls since he barged into my office and almost hit me.

I hadn't seen him since then either. It was weird, feeling both upset and extremely worried about him.

And the worst part? The so-called break in at Anyta's apartment, had absolutely nothing to do with me.

I scoffed, “sloppy job.” Why'd I ever do something like?

If I wanted her gone, I'd actually focus on that, instead of boring shenanigans. Whoever broke into her house, obviously didn't want her dead, that's for sure.

At first, I told myself he would get over it. Perhaps he was actually mad at something else and just used the ‘break-in’ as a cop-out. I needed him tonight.

It was always so good between us, I couldn't bear the thought of him hurting at something he believed I did.

But by the fourth unanswered call and the fifth unread message, I could no longer lie to myself.

He was actively avoiding me.

The realization sat heavy in my chest, a dull, nauseating weight that refused to
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