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Sierra’s POV Bella closed the door to the room behind us, turning to face me with a knowing look. “Alright, spill. What’s going on between you and Jayden? Why were you crying?” I hesitated, fidgeting with my fingers as I sat down on the edge of the bed. “It’s… complicated,” I began, my voice trembling. “We had an argument about Liam.” Bella frowned, placing a comforting hand on my shoulder. “Oh, Sierra. I can’t believe he’s making such a big deal out of this. You didn’t do anything wrong.” “That’s what hurts the most,” I admitted, my voice breaking. “He doesn’t trust me.” Bella shook her head firmly. “You’re overthinking this. Trust or no trust, we’re not letting him ruin your night. You’re coming to that party, and I’m going to make sure you look so stunning that Jayden will eat his