Chapter 33
Sienna gently ruffled Vivian’s hair and said sofily, “Just walking around. Go back to sleep” She knew Vivian needed some company, so she had been staying with her at night all these days.
Restless and wide awake, Vivian stood with worried eyes, murmuring “Sienna, those ten years abroad, were you really okay!”
Memories flashed through Sienna’s mind–some bloody, some dangerous, and also some warm and happy ones. But that was all in the past now. She paused, and then replied, “My adoptive parents were good to me, I had everything I needed”
A smile spread across Vivian’s face as she hugged Sienna’s arm. She snuggled closer. “That’s good to hear, she murmured, relieved her sister hadn’t suffered
“Vivian” Sienna asked, “do you still have feelings for Mason!” She had dug into their past and knew how Vivian had been crazy about Math, sticking by him even when he treated her had
Vivian froze, unsure how to answer. She thought. Do I still have feelings for lim?
Saying no would be a he. In the beginning Mason had been attentive and caring. When Vivian was thrown out at eighteen, Mason’s money saved her life.
All those years, Aiden hadn’t given Vivian a single cent. She had survived on part–time jobs. Then she ran into Mason again during her senior year internship.
Back then, Vivian’s manager had been giving her a hard time, until Mason stepped in to help. After that, Mason started pursuing Vivian, making her ginger tea when she had cramps, telling her stories to cheer her up
Their early days together had been so sweet. Then Chloe came along, and everything changed. Mason started to blame Vivian for being too ner and too sensitive.
Vivian had loved him because he had been one of the few bright spots in her otherwise cold world. Looking back now, Vivian understood how desperately she had clung to that fragile warmth.
After Sienna left, the chill had settled deep in her bones. She had been starving for even the smallest kindness.
Bur Mason chose Chloe again and again. The final blow came that night at the bar when Mason forced Vivian to her knees.
Only then did Vivian realize that brightness she had clung to had dimmed long ago. Now with her true sun returned, dat faint glimmer held no meaning for her anymore.
Vivian sat there, quiet, trying to figure out what to say. Sienna didn’t push. She just stayed beside her, calm, letting the silence stretchy while Vivian sorted through it
Finally. Vivian sighed. “Sienna, I liked him once. B
But not anymore.”
Sienna gently squeezed her cheek. “Don’t worry. You’ll find someone worthy of you.”
Vivian leaned into Sienna like a purring cat “Don’t need anyone else,” she murmured. “Just you” A faint smile touched Sienna’s lips.
The next morning, Vivian headed off to work like always. Meanwhile, Sienna lounged on the couch with her coffee and a book, killing time until her guest arrived.
It wasn’t long before a girl popped up at the Harts door, ponytails bouncing, pink backpack hanging loose, lollipop stick paking from her lips. Spotting Lana, she practically launched herself at the woman, face–first into her chest “Lana, the drawled, nuzzling closer. “Missed you tons. You still smell like vanilla cupcakes”
Not even blinking, Lana hauled her back by the scruff. “Save the drama for Miss Enna.
Reno puffed out her cheeks in protest before marching inside. The moment she caught sight of Sienna in the living room, all that playfulness evaporated. Spine straightening like a soldier al inspection, she hastily wrapped her lollipop in a tissue and tossed it to Lana
“Miss Enna” she greeted, her usual cheeky smile wiped clean, replaced by military–grade seriousness,
Sienna slowly closed her book, her frosty stare pinning Reno in place. That single raised eyebrow had Reno uiffening.
“Long way from Meridia Sienna remarked, her voice cool. That’s no easy journey”
“Whisn’t a problem, Miss Enna. I’m with you all the way.”
Ta kid. “We’re going to the company. Then she said to Lana, “Lana, you’ve gut
Sienna rose to her full bright, towering over Reno like an adult vera your own place to handle.”
Reno stack her tongue out at Lana, carning a sharp, quick warning “Don’t push your luck.”
Miss Vivian,” the butler said. “Miss Sienna has given strict orders. No one can let Ms. Lambert out without her permission.”
Vivian froze and then asked in confusion. The one locked in there is Linda”
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