Chapter 7
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Griffin's brain felt like a bomb had exploded inside it. Everything buzzed.
The deepest secret and obsession in his heart had been spoken aloud, word for word, by this woman he had always believed was insane.
How was that possible?
Vivian saw the shock on his face, like mountains crumbling. A devastating panic seized her heart.
She lunged off the bed and grabbed Griffin's arm, crying desperately.
"Griffin, don't believe her. She must have investigated you in secret. She's a madwoman. She wants to destroy us."
Vivian's cries were filled with desperate accusation.
"It's been seven years. I am your Sienna. I am the one who has been by your side all this time."
Griffin was pulled by her screams. His eyes, which had just regained a flicker of clarity, fell back into chaos.
He looked at Vivian sobbing in his arms, then turned sharply to look at Sienna, who stood not far away, her eyes clear but cold.
On one side was the warm cage woven from seven years of shared life. On the other was the brutal truth and those eyes that made his heart ache.
Sienna watched the war raging in his eyes. Her heart hung in the balance, suspended, waiting for the final judgment.
Please, Griffin. Remember me.
He closed his eyes abruptly.
He couldn't think. His sanity teetered on the edge of collapse.
In the end, his instinct to protect Vivian won. He couldn't let this strange woman provoke Vivian any further.
When he opened his eyes again, all the struggle and confusion were gone, replaced by a cold, hard finality.
"Security," he shouted, his voice laced with barely contained fury.
Two bodyguards rushed in.
He pointed at Sienna. Each word was like a shard of ice dipped in poison.
"Lock her in the basement. No one lets her out without my order."
The very place Vivian had once tried to trap and kill her. Now he was personally sending her back there.
She looked at him, the man she had loved to the depths of her being, as he coldly pronounced her doom.
Griffin was stung by her gaze. He looked away in shame.
The bodyguards grabbed her arms roughly. She was dragged out like a lifeless puppet.
As she passed him, she could still smell the familiar cedar scent on him. But this time, it was tainted with Vivian's nauseating perfume.
He didn't look at her.
He turned and stiffly tried to comfort the woman trembling in his arms.
Sienna's heart. That heart which had already been shattered a thousand times over. She realized now that she had lost so completely over these seven years.
In the cold, damp basement, after what felt like an eternity, Sienna's body began to change.
She looked down and saw her fingers turning transparent, like a wisp of smoke about to fade away.
Goodbye, Griffin.
This time, it was truly goodbye.
The light shifted. In the corner of the basement, that frail figure disappeared completely from the space and time of 2032. All that remained was a pink diary, its cover soaked through with tears.
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