HAIDEN'S POV
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"You said she was dead!" Sienna yells at the top of her lungs when we arrive home. I thought she was. "How is she alive Haiden? Did you let her go? Did you ruin our plan?" she interrogates me like I betrayed her. "Shut up," I murmur, sighing as I grab a glass and pour whiskey in. I ignore her grunts as I pass her and head towards the living room. I sit down on the armchair, letting the glass rest on the edge. I stare at it, wondering what the hell I should do now.
I thought she was dead, I thought that after all these years that she was gone. She was forced on me like a sibling, but I hated her. Sure I didn't mind when I was a child, but she has become insufferable as we got older. She followed me around like a lost puppy, forcing herself into my friend groups and the wo
