The door shut behind Sienna, and the sound made it feel like something inside me was gone. I didn’t move for a long time.
I just stood there, staring at the empty door as if she would walk back in and say she changed her mind.
But she didn’t. She was really gone.
Her father’s driver was still outside. I could hear the faint engine. I knew she would get into that car soon, and I hated that I couldn’t do anything about it.
I sat on the edge of my bed and tried not to cry, but the tears were already stinging the corners of my eyes.
It wasn’t just that Sienna was leaving. It was how broken she looked while packing. It was how she kept pretending she was fine when I knew she wasn’t.
She looked tired. She had too much on her shoulders, and even though I was right next to her, I didn’t kn
