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CHAPTER 73 — WHAT HE COULDN’T SAY The silence between them wasn’t loud. It was worse. It followed Sienna through the halls, settled beside her at meals, hovered between her and Damien like a third presence neither of them dared to acknowledge. It wasn’t the brittle silence of anger, nor the dramatic quiet of lovers on the brink. It was restraint. And restraint, Sienna was learning, was power. She felt it when Damien walked a fraction behind her instead of beside her. When his gaze followed her longer than necessary. When he opened doors without touching her, spoke to others while carefully avoiding her name. He was watching. Waiting. She refused to give him what he wanted. That morning, Eleanor announced dinner. Not a casual one. A family dinner. Westwoods. St. Claires. All
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