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Fifty-Eight: Declan And Sienna
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2023-08-08 10:09:11The anticipation ... every time he was coming to meet her, anywhere, anytime, the anticipation still feels like it did years ago when she could tell herself that Declan was hers.
Her lover. The man she fell in love with accidentally but harder than anyone before him. There's no one after him. She found it impossible to love anyone else after what she had with Declan.
There's love for her too, somewhere in him, not as great as how he feels for Olivia, but it's there ... lying silently, subtle and steady inside him that she was still able to see him time and time again. At least that's what she told herself.
How ironic, the proudest thing she could ever claim was Declan Hunt is the father of her child, but it will never be validated by anyone, even if she would deny it if anyone would ask. The risk was too great. She loved Declan more than she needed her acceptance. As long as he was willing to admit it to her, and took care of the both of them, she was fine wi
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