SIENNA’S POV
Rain lashed against the floor-to-ceiling windows in heavy sheets. Thunder rattled the glass, followed by flashes of lightning so bright they turned the room a stark, blinding white for a split second.
I hated storms. I had fled the living room ten minutes ago, unable to stand the sound of the wind howling against the glass, but the rest of the house felt just as exposed.
Kieran wasn’t back yet. It was getting really late, way past the time he usually returned from the office.
Why was I even bothered? I paced the hallway, scolding myself. He was a grown man. If anything, he was probably just working late to avoid me.
But a nagging voice in the back of my mind wouldn't shut up. What if something happened to him? "No, no, no," I muttered, shaking the thought away. "He’
