Sienna I never thought I'd be walking into a house where every room held a story of betrayal. But there I was, standing at the front door, my shopping bags heavy in my hands, a strange, uneasy feeling pooling in the pit of my stomach. It was a normal afternoon, or so I thought. The sunlight filtered through the windows, casting shadows across the hallway, and for a moment, everything seemed so... still. I had just stepped through the door when the overwhelming stench of sex, sweat, and something else…something like the residue of betrayal lingering in the air. A feminine perfume hung thick around the furniture, the cushions, the rugs… everywhere. My heart stuttered in my chest as I froze, a sense of dread creeping in. The room was littered with scattered clothes, discarded shoes, empty glasses, and the remnants of a night I could never have imagined. The sight didn’t need to be spelled out; it was clear. The house was already telling me everything I needed to hear. I kn
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