#Chapter 79: The Letter

Sienna’s POV There was definitely such a thing as too many truths at once. Sure, the truth was better than a lie — in many cases — but how much of it could one person really take at once? I’d just had months of lies dumped on me in the span of a day, and I was drowning. Scrambling below the surface of a raging water, so close yet still so far from air. At least Lucius knew about the baby now. He’d said he would help me, that he’d visit every day, aiding me in staying on my feet. Literally and figuratively. He’d apologized so profusely that I couldn’t help but give him a bit of my forgiveness. More than anything, he was a pawn in Alaric’s web of lies, his strings pulled again and again to continue going along with the faux story. I’d come to realize that there was no point in dwelling on the past, or the lies I was told. It had happened: I’d been deceived. It wasn’t personal, even if it felt like it. Alaric wouldn’t have gone around tell