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He hadn’t left a note.

Nothing with his number.

No way to contact him unless she chose to seek him out again. Siena wasn’t interested in that, not this time.

She found him once.

She would not be doing it again.

This was on him.

Siena Calabrese was not the kind of woman who continued chasing after a man who clearly did not want to be caught. She was not the type.

Who fucking knew if Johnathan was even worth the trouble?

Not her.

And he definitely wasn’t worth the trouble when he pulled shit like this.

Her sadness swelled.

The anger grew flames.

Three strikes and you’re out, John.

Siena went back to bed.

• • •

October …

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November …

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It was only the month of December that time actually began to slow for Siena. Or rather, the week of Christmas. Everyone just … relaxed.

Finally.

It was just too bad that slowing down meant she had to spend more time with her family. It was the price she paid for less work.

Of course, it also reminded her of just how lonely she was considering all she had was the family that didn’t feel very close at all.

She grabbed the rope of fir garland Coraline held out for her, and hung it the way her mother liked along the banister.

“Kind of late getting some of this up, aren’t you?” Siena asked.

Coraline waved it off. “I didn’t have much help.”

Siena frowned. “You could have called me over, Ma.”

“You’re very busy, Siena.”

That was true, too.

“Still …”