024 Mirabella Mirabella? Mirabella. I repeated the name over in my mind, biting the inside of my cheek, a habit I had suddenly developed. This woman. “What do you want from me, Sienna?” I thinned my lips to say. “Sister,” she deadpanned. A scoff escaped my lips as I scrutinized the joke standing in front of me. Sister? Truly, I was not even interested in having Sienna corner me, taunt me with that pathetic title, and gloat over how she stole my husband and my son. And heck, do not tell me I saw wrongly and it was actually this good-for-nothing-wanna-be monster who saved me, and not Richard as I had thought. “Please sign here,” a voice pulled me back, forcing me to look away from the saccharine, tooth-rotting smile now on Sienna’s lips. Sienna always smiled like that, though I was not sure if that expression was reserved only for me. Turning, I gripped the pen and signed my name with a jab that nearly tore the paper. Then I turned on my heel and started walking away. Sienna fel
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