Chapter 193
All the way back, Sienna kept trying to find a chance to clear things up with Wayne, but she kept cutting her off. Sienna never got the chance. They were both adults. She was twenty–eight, not eighteen. Some things didn’t need to be spelled out. They both knew what was going on. In the end, it was just about whether they were willing to accept it or not.
*Sienna, see you later.” Wayne smiled at her, his mature, flawless face exuding an effortless grace. Standing by the car with the poise of a gentleman, he reminded Sienna of someone from her past.
Without betraying any emotion, Sienna simply murmured a quiet “okay” in response, then turned and walked away.
As soon as Sienna got home, she saw Amber constantly interrupting Winifred, excitedly showing off all the fun things that had happened that day. Winifred sat on the couch, expressionless, flipping through a magazine.
Amber kept going on and on, but when Winifred saw Sienna, she immediately walked over.
“Sienna, you’re back,” Winifred said as soon as she saw her.
“Yeah, Winifred, how’s school? Are you getting used to it?” Sienna asked.
If even the buildings she donated couldn’t help Winifred settle in, Sienna would just transfer her to a different school.
“It’s alright, I guess. Oh, by the way, I wanted to tell you that I signed up for the Vallaris Art Competition next month. It’s a live event, and they’ll announce the results on the spot. There’s even a trophy, and you can bring a parent… Do you think you’ll have time to come?”
Winifred suddenly felt awkward after saying that. She quickly ducked her head, looking away from Sienna.
Sienna was genuinely surprised. Winifred’s inviting her meant the resentment in her heart had faded a lot. She gently placed her hand on Winifred’s head, her eyes soft as she said, “Of course I can. It would be my honor, Winifred. I believe you’ll be the best out there.”
Winifred’s cheeks were burning hot. She was never one for these kinds of moments and felt super awkward, but deep down, she secretly kind of liked it.
Amber let out a dismissive short, turned away with her arms crossed. ‘Big deal. When I get first place in the whole grade, Winifred’s little art contest won’t even matter to me.”
Wayne, not caring about his injuries, was downing drink after drink. Before long, the place was littered with empty bottles. His parents were worried sick
and called Nora over.
“What’s wrong with my brother?” Nora asked.
16:31 Tue, 29 Jul

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