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Chapter seventy eight
Sierra’s POV My father picked up after the second ring. “Sierra?” “Hi, Dad,” I said, my voice trembling slightly. “I… I needed to talk to you.” His tone immediately softened. “What’s wrong, sweetheart?” I took a deep breath and explained everything—the tension at the Lawrences, Jayden’s behavior, Zoe’s schemes, and how I felt like I was drowning in it all. When I finished, there was a long pause. “I’m sorry you’re going through this,” he finally said. “I’ve always trusted you to make the right decisions, and if you need space, then take it. But Sierra… I need to tell you something.” The hesitation in his voice made my heart race. “What is it?” “Your mother,” he confirmed quietly. “She’s alive.” The words hit me like a thunderbolt. I gripped the edge of the bed, my knuckles turning
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