Blade

Chapter 59: Only for you

Sienna

"Sienna, I can explain," Camilla says, her voice trembling as panic flickers across her face.

The man she had spoken about earlier is none other than my brother, Manuelle.

No. I feel the pieces starting to fall into place.

I stare at Camilla, my chest tightening painfully at the thought that she could keep something like this from me. Guilt ripple across her features.

"When did this happen?" I whisper, keeping my voice controlled, carefully hiding the emotions I feel as I shift my attention to Manuelle. He avoids my gaze, eyes flicking anywhere but mine.

"Three weeks ago, before he left for Chicago," Camilla murmurs, biting her lip nervously. She tucks a loose strand of brown hair behind her ear.

"And you didn’t tell me?" I deadpan. This time, Manuelle looks up at me, his eyes red and swollen, filled with emotions I can only recognize as a mix of pain and guilt.

"We didn’t know how you would react," he mutters, taking hesitant steps toward me. I instinctively step back, still too stunned by what I just learned to offer him a hug or any kind of comfort.

"Sienna, please," he begs, his voice cracking.

I turn away from him and face Cam, who is a trembling, sobbing mess. "Did you know he was my brother?" I ask.

Camilla does not answer. Her makeup is ruined, streaked with tears that refuse to stop flowing, her face a map of anguish and helplessness.

"Answer the damn question, Camilla." Frustration twists in my chest, and I ball my hands into tight fists.

She flinches at my tone, biting down on her trembling lip. "He told me before we started seeing each other."

Fuck.

I run my fingers through my hair, trying to sort through the whirlwind of information that has slammed into me in the past few minutes. My mind races, and I don’t even know what I’m supposed to feel, knowing that Manuelle and Camilla are in a relationship.

But... what about Chiara?

I turn to Manuelle, searching his face, and ask, "Does Chiara know about this?" His jaw tightens, and his fists clench like he’s about to punch something.

"Yes, Sienna. She knows about us," he mutters, reaching out for my hand. I pull away sharply, irritation flickering across my features. Hurt flashes in his eyes, and damn, it twists something deep inside me.

I swallow hard, letting out a curse under my breath.

I wonder what Chiara must be feeling right now.

"I'm so sorry I didn’t tell you, Sienna," Cam sniffles, brushing stray tears from her cheeks. "I just thought… you wouldn’t approve of our relationship."

"Of course I would approve of you dating my brother," I say, my gaze sharp, "but not if it means my best friend ends up getting hurt." I glare at her briefly before turning and making my way back to Blade.

"Sienna, please don't do this." Manuelle's voice cracks as he grabs my wrist, stopping me from moving further.

"I just… need some time to process all this," I whisper, brushing the tear rolling down my cheek.