~Lucas~
My breath caught as I picked one up, my eyes narrowing. It was a picture of me. Another showed Sienna with me in the background, a candid moment I didn’t even remember.
My heart pounded as I flipped through them.
Who had taken these?
And why was Sienna hiding them under her pillow?
A cold dread settled in my chest as I realized the implications. These weren’t ordinary pictures—they felt invasive, threatening. Someone was watching us, and Sienna had known all along.
I clenched the photos tightly, my jaw tightening as anger surged through me.
Why didn’t she tell me?
I glanced back at her sleeping form, her face serene and untroubled. She had to know how dangerous this was. Whoever had taken these was sending a message, and by keeping this from me, she was putting herself in
