~Sienna~
The air in the room was thick and suffocating, the silence broken only by my father’s sharp, staggered breaths.
His already fragile body trembled against me as he tried to steady himself. His weight pressed into my arms as I held him upright, his shock palpable.
There, tangled in the bedsheets, was Lilian. Her blouse hung loosely off one shoulder, her hair a disheveled mess. Beside her, equally disheveled and shame-faced, was Chris—Hannah's boyfriend.
He scrambled to pull the sheets over his lower half, his eyes wide with guilt and panic.
The sight made my stomach churn. Dad's shallow breathing turned into a sharp inhale, his face contorted with pain—not physical, but emotional.
“Lilian…” His voice cracked, barely above a whisper, yet heavy with betrayal.
“What is this? Th
