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Her lips part in disbelief before she lets out a bitter laugh. “Oh, don’t do that. Don’t act like you don’t know exactly what I’m talking about.”

I tilt my head. Idoknow. But I want to hear her say it.

Sienna steps closer, and for a second, I think she’s about to slap me. “Caleb.” Just his name, but she spits it like venom. “You let him—” Her voice cuts off, throat working as she swallows,forcing herself to keep control. “Was it some kind of joke? You and him messing with me, seeing how far you could push me?”

I tense. My hands curl into fists.

“He’s got nothing to do with me,” I say, voice low. “I don’t even know what you’re talking about.”

Her eyes stay stern on me. “Right. So, it’s just a coincidence you’re both obsessed with fucking with me?”

That gets to me.

I push off the doorframe, stepping closer. “Whatever happened between you two, that washim.” I keep my voice calm, even though my pulse is slamming against my ribs.

She doesn’t back up, but I see the flicker of hesitation in her eyes.

I reach out. Just to touch her wrist, to feel her, to prove something neither of us can name. But the second my fingers brush her skin, she flinches.

I go still.

The reaction is fast, instinctive. She catches herself just as quickly, straightens her spine like she didn’t just pull away like I burned her, but I fuckingsaw it.

My jaw tightens. My hands clench at my sides.

I know what Caleb is capable of. I know how he plays.

I exhale through my nose, keeping my voice even. “Did he hurt you?”

Sienna hesitates. That hesitation tells me everything.

My stomach knots. I lift my hand again, slower this time, careful, but she steps back. “Don’t,” she says. “Stop pretending to fucking care!”

That stings.

I don’t move. Don’t give her an inch. “Tell me what he did.”

“I’m not doing this with you, Eli.” She shakes her head. “I came here to tell you that whatever thisthingis? It’s done. I’m done.”

Something dark coils in my gut.

I take another step, backing her up toward the counter. She lifts her chin, but she’s got nowhere to go. I study her. The slight tremble in her fingers. The way her breathing shifts the closer I get.

I run my tongue along my teeth, dragging my gaze over her face. “You came all the way here just to tell me you’re done? After letting Caleb–”

She bristles. “He didn’t—”

I move fast, gripping the counter beside her, caging her in. “Thenwhatdid he do?”

She swallows. “Why do you care?”

Because she’s mine. Because she was minefirst.

I don’t say that. Instead, I run my thumb along my bottom lip, letting my gaze drag over her. “Did he fuck you?”

Her breath stutters.

My gut twists. I need her to sayno. I need her to tell me she’s still mine. That her virginity is still mine to claim. “Answer me.”