(Author's POV)
The last conversation with Jasper had ended badly, and she knew it.
Sienna sat at her vanity, running a brush through her hair with slow, mechanical strokes, replaying it all. She'd pushed too hard.
Said too much. She could see that now. But regret wasn't the dominant feeling - it was something closer to calculation. She'd invested years in Jasper. Not just time, but strategy. Every carefully placed look, every moment of manufactured vulnerability, every conversation engineered to remind him that she understood him in ways Aurora never could.
She wasn't letting go of that. Not now. Not when Aurora had finally done the sensible thing and filed for divorce.
That was actually useful. Sienna set the brush down and studied her own reflection. The divorce proceedings meant Ja
