Ran Away Pregnant Came Back Alpha Heiress (Amelia and Damien) novel Chapter 289

**Night Whispers Forgotten Names – Colin Shah 289**

**Chapter 289**

**Sienna’s POV**

The thought of returning home sent a shiver down my spine. I could already envision the tension that awaited me, with Amelia lurking around and Annette—whatever name she chose to go by these days—playing her games. For weeks, I had been caught in a whirlwind of indecision, weighing the possibility of accepting a position at the university where I had once earned my degree against the idea of confronting my family and attempting to piece together our fractured relationships.

But after Ian’s heart-wrenching rejection and Amelia’s undeniable transformation into the vengeful witch I had always suspected she was, the choice became painfully clear. I would take the job, and I would maintain my distance from Jake’s pack for good.

Here, I had already established friendships and a semblance of a social life. The transition from student to faculty felt almost effortless, a refreshing escape from the chaos that Amelia brought. I relished the thought of being far removed from her influence, surrounded by individuals untouched by her manipulations.

In this realm, Amelia was a mere shadow, and I finally felt the weight lift off my shoulders. I could breathe freely, liberated from the suffocating need to compete for attention or validation.

At least, that was the illusion I clung to as I strolled toward my colleague Jeffery’s office. He was just finishing a phone call when I stepped inside, the light from his desk lamp casting a warm glow around the room.

“Sienna,” he greeted me, his face lighting up with a bright smile that momentarily chased away my worries. “You won’t believe who I just spoke with!”

“Who?” I replied, my interest piqued but my heart still heavy. We had planned to grab lunch, yet I noticed the papers strewn across his desk, a clear indication that our outing might be postponed. My stomach grumbled in protest, echoing my impatience.

“Alpha Damien,” Jeffery announced, and in an instant, my world tilted on its axis.

Shock gripped me, rendering me momentarily speechless. No, not here. This was my sanctuary, my escape from Amelia’s chaos. The mere mention of Damien’s name sent a ripple of anxiety through me, for if he was involved, it meant Amelia was likely entangled in this web as well.

Jeffery, with his esteemed reputation as one of the continent’s leading memory specialists, was well-versed in healing and restoration.

“He wants me to assist a friend of his. Someone who has been grappling with amnesia,” he explained, his voice filled with enthusiasm.

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