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The Breaking point

Author: Clarabella
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-09 18:42:11

By the time evening arrived, Sienna felt like she was walking through a minefield.

The day had dragged on in agonizing silence, every moment stretching unbearably long as she waited for the inevitable explosion. She had no idea if Damien had seen the photos yet—if Richard or Evelyn had placed them in his hands, twisting the narrative before she even had a chance to explain.

But she felt it coming.

The storm.

And she knew when it hit, there would be no stopping it.

She paced in their bedroom, the dim glow of the bedside lamp casting long shadows along the walls. The air felt thick, suffocating. Her nerves buzzed with anxiety, but she refused to let herself break down.

She had made a decision this morning.

She wasn’t running.

And no matter how much Richard and Evelyn wanted her gone, she wasn’t leaving.

A sharp knock on the door made her pulse jump.

And then—Damien.

He stepped inside, his presence like a force of nature, dark and overpowering. He was still in his suit from the day’s mee
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