~Lucas~
The moment we stepped into the house, the weight of the day settled heavily on my shoulders. The grandiose interiors of my villa, with its towering ceilings and pristine decor, felt colder than usual, even with the warm lighting casting golden hues across the marble floors.
Derrick muttered something about checking on the night guards before disappearing down the hallway, leaving Sienna and me in silence.
She didn’t say a word as she headed for her room, her heels clicking faintly against the polished floor. I stood there for a moment, watching her retreating figure. The tension radiating from her was almost tangible, gnawing at me with every step she took away.
I just want my sweet, innocent Sienna back—the one who used to laugh without restraint, who wasn’t haunted by whateve
