Sienna
The ride home was almost silent.
The hum of the car filled the space where our voices should’ve been. I stared out the window, watching the passing lights blur into gold and white streaks.
Everything from earlier replayed in my head — Caleb’s tone, Kendra’s uneasy face, Ava’s teasing questions. Each memory pressed down on me until I felt like I couldn’t breathe.
When we pulled into the driveway, I didn’t move at first. I just sat there, hands in my lap, staring at nothing.
Jaxon turned off the engine and looked at me quietly. “You’ve barely said a word,” he said softly.
I shook my head. “I don’t even know what to say.”
He reached out, brushing a strand of hair off my cheek. “You’re shaking,” he whispered.
“I just…” I swallowed hard. “I feel like everything’s falling apart. K
