Sienna
The sound made both of us freeze.
Creaaak.
Our heads turned toward the living room entrance, hearts thudding.
For a moment, I thought someone had walked in. My pulse jumped into my throat. But when I peeked around the couch, the front door was slightly open — swaying just enough for the breeze to whisper through.
I exhaled slowly, a nervous laugh slipping out. “Guess Ezra didn’t close it properly when he left.”
Jaxon ran a hand through his hair, still catching his breath. “Yeah. I’ll get it.”
He got up, crossed the room, and pushed the door shut with a soft click, then turned the lock. For a few seconds, the house went silent again, except for the faint hum of the fridge and my heartbeat still pounding in my ears.
I stood up and went to the dining table, gathering the empty
