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(Author’s POV)
“Is there something else I can help you with?”
Sienna opened her mouth.
“No?” Tiffany said. “Then I have work to do.”
A voice came from the doorway.
“I was wondering how long this was going to take.”
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Chloe was leaning against the doorframe with her arms crossed, watching the scene with the detached
interest of someone who had arrived expecting exactly this.
Sienna turned.
“My grandmother,” Chloe said, “spent her whole life being kind to people who didn’t deserve it. She was generous with your mother. She was generous with you.” She pushed off the doorframe and walked forward slowly. “And this is what she gets for it. You, standing in someone else’s shop, trying to bully your
way into a dress that isn’t yours.” She stopped a few feet away. “You’re a disgrace, Sienna. To her. To the
Langford name. To anyone who ever thought well of you.”
“You have no right-”
“I have every right.” Chloe’s voice didn’t rise. It didn’t need to. “You broke up a marriage. You lied about people who never did anything to you. You pushed Tiffany into situations she should never have been put in.” She paused. “And honestly? I’ve been thinking about this for a while. Maybe you should get another
DNA test done. Because with the way you’ve been behaving, I’m genuinely not sure I want to keep claiming
you as family.”
The color drained from Sienna’s face. Then it flooded back, red and furious.
She grabbed her bag. The door hit the frame hard behind her.
She was three steps onto the pavement, still shaking, when she nearly collided with someone coming the
other way. A man in a baseball cap pulled low, slight build, something furtive in the way he moved.
She looked up.
Her breath stopped.
“You.”
(Author’s POV)
The door swung shut behind Sienna, and the tension in the studio snapped like a rubber band.
Chloe turned around. The sharpness in her expression softened, and she looked at Tiffany with something
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closer to amusement.
“She didn’t actually do anything to you, did she?”
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Tiffany let out a short laugh. “Sienna? No. She’s all mouth. Threatening a bad review campaign – please.
She doesn’t have the nerve to get her hands dirty.”
“Good.” Chloe dropped onto the small velvet bench near the display rack and reached for the tablet sitting on Tiffany’s worktable. She wasn’t looking for anything in particular, just letting her hands move while her
mind settled. “Because I was about five seconds from saying something I couldn’t take back.”
“You said plenty.”
“I meant every word.”
She scrolled idly through the tablet and stopped. A photo. A woman in a layered bridal gown, shot from behind, standing beside a tall man. The composition was clean and the gown was extraordinary, but what caught Chloe’s eye was the woman’s profile – barely visible, half–turned, but enough.
“Is this her?” she asked. “The one you thought was – you know.”
Tiffany had the grace to look embarrassed. “Yes. Aurora. And I was completely wrong about her. She’s –
she’s genuinely lovely. Her husband came in with her, and he’s-” She paused, searching for the right word.
“He’s a lot. But she handled it all very graciously. She even agreed to let me use the photo for the studio
display without making a fuss.”
“Generous.”
“Rare is what it is.” Tiffany moved to stand beside her. “Clients like that don’t walk in twice in a lifetime.”
Chloe didn’t respond immediately. She was still looking at the photo. There was something about the
angle of the woman’s jaw, the line of her cheekbones – something that snagged at the edge of her
memory.
Her grandmother had mentioned it once, in that careful way she had when she was saying something that mattered without wanting to seem like it mattered. *There’s a girl,* she’d said, *who looks remarkably like
your great–aunt. Not just in spirit. In the face itself.*
Chloe had assumed it was the kind of thing elderly women said – a resemblance softened by sentiment,
sharpened by grief. She hadn’t taken it literally.
She was taking it literally now.
“She agreed to the photo,” Chloe said finally, setting the tablet down. “Just like that?”
“Just like that.”
Chloe nodded slowly. She filed the thought away and said nothing more about it. But she didn’t forget it
either.
Someone was having a very good day. Someone else was not.
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Sienna found a coffee shop two blocks from the bridal studio, chose a corner table away from the window, and sat down across from Neil. He’d pulled off the baseball cap. His hair was slightly damp, and he had the look of a man who had been waiting longer than he’d expected and was pleased with himself
about it anyway.
He slid a manila envelope across the table without preamble.
Sienna picked it up. Her expression gave nothing away as she broke the seal and pulled out the
documents inside. She scanned the first page quickly, expecting something about Aurora – leverage,
maybe, or a fabricated scandal. Her eyes moved down the page.
Then she saw the names.
Her breath caught.
She looked up. “What is this?”
Neil leaned back in his chair. “You know what it is.”
“Tell me anyway.”
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