-Ashton-
I couldn’t tell if this was another trick of Sienna’s. I was simply frozen in my spot as her words rang in my head: I am not Sienna…
What the hell did that mean? I kept staring at her, hoping it was enough to make her explain herself, but she was just standing there, breathing heavily, looking scared, yet not saying anything.
“What does that mean?” I demanded. “How can you not be Sienna? Amnesia?”
“No, not amnesia, it’s, um… I don’t know how to explain it,” she admitted.
“Good, I don’t want to hear it. I am doing this. Sienna Char—”
“Stop!” she shouted.
“Would you let me finish?” I yelled.
“No, not until you hear what I have to say. I mean it, Ash, I am not Sienna. Sienna is dead.”
I drew back, almost falling into the chair behind me. Then I narrowed my eyes and focused o
