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Inside, the only sound was our breathing. Aidan sat beside me on the mattress, one knee bent, sleeves rolled to his forearms. He looked calm if you didn’t know him. I knew him now. The stillness in his jaw meant rage was waiting underneath. I picked up the first file. My fingers hesitated over the flap. “Ready?” I asked. “No,” he said honestly. “Open it anyway.” So I did. Inside were three letters folded carefully into one another. The paper smelled faintly of cedar and time.

SOREN I would never tell mom that I caught Sienna masturbating. No, not ever. That would be a minus on my dignity. It was such a foolish thing to do but Sienna never saw it as a lie. I had only been jealous; jealous to see her always having wet dreams about Simon. I would stand at her doorstep at midnight, watching through the door hole, every of the depraved things she did to herself. My heart would always burn when I hear her moan Simon's name. Simon and Sienna had always been fond of eachother but I had never expected her to harbour any sort of feelings for him.

Ronan POV The word hung in the air for exactly two seconds before I realized what I'd just admitted to. My father's face was turning red, Sienna's mother looked like she might faint, and Sienna—Sienna was staring at me with those wounded eyes that made the mate bond twist painfully in my chest. No. No, I couldn't do this. I couldn't let this destroy everything. "Wait," I said quickly, standing up from the chair. "I mean, yes, we got into an argument last night. Things got heated. But the pregnancy—that's not mine."

Eunice asked, sounding curious. “No, no, no! Actually, I have a friend who’s really interested in her and wants to know more about her personal life. He knows Amelia works here, so I thought I’d stop by and ask about her,” Sandra lied smoothly. She felt relieved, knowing that Amelia and Arnaldo hadn’t crossed paths yet, meaning her secret was safe for now.

They are standing close to me now, so close that I can feel their breath on my skin. I look from one to the other. Bryan has light blue eyes, while Aiden's are a deep, rich brown. They are both handsome, but Aiden is in a league of his own. Everything about him is perfect. He is the baddest boy on campus, and he knows it “ Are you even listening?” Aiden's voice jolts me out my thoughts. “Sorry,” I mutter, my cheeks turning pink. “What did you say?” “Bryan is going to drive you home,” He repeats. “ I will text you later.”

Sienna knew they were going to end up together someday. Azriel heard the sound of giggles coming from his room that brought a smile to his own lips. He entered his room to see his kids playing. Reagon was talking to Avery while the girl just kept blinking at him. Sienna was lying against the headboard and watching her kids bonding. All his exhaustion disappeared. Her smile resembled his. Her gaze shifted to him when he entered. She smiled at him. "Daddy..see Avery is holding my finger," Reagon showed to Azriel excitedly. Her tiny fingers were wrapped around his small finger.

'' Nora replies, pointing towards the door, waiting for her respond. ''I'd like a moment with my husband for awhile,'' She says and Nora nods before leaving the room—leaving Kenna and I, to ourselves. My eyes wander up to Kenna, seeing that she's currently eyeing my broken forearm before looking into my eyes as she takes a seat beside me. ''I'm sorry, Aidan . . . I can't help but think that this wouldn't have happened if it weren't for me.'' She breathes out, sincerely apologising.

The bedroom door clicked shut, leaving the sisters alone in the blue-lit bunker. Sienna stood by the dresser. She didn't look like the glamazon who had tried to destroy Aria’s career two years ago. She wore linen trousers and a simple white blouse, her hair pulled back in a loose, practical knot. No diamonds. No five-inch heels. But she still stood like a Stone. Chin high, shoulders back, assessing the room for weakness. Her gaze swept over the blacked-out windows, the tangled cables of Noah’s server setup, and finally landed on Aria, propped up in the center of the king-sized bed.

"But I am in the mood to see you suffer." Sienna wasn't listening to him. She'd spotted a half-eaten sandwich on the windowsill and couldn't tear her eyes away from it. It appeared to have an egg mayonnaise filling—her favourite. Her mouth watered as she envisioned biting into the soft white bread and eggy mix. "Are you listening to me?" Adrian asked. "Uh-huh," Sienna mumbled, wiping the drool from her mouth. "Pull down your pants and get on all fours," he demanded.