The storm had passed, but the wreckage stayed inside her. Not the roof. Not the walls. Those were fine. But she felt broken. Every time she thought about him, her chest tightened as if it could collapse. Landon's lips on hers had left a mark deeper than any bruise.
Sienna lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling. Her fingers flexed, restless, as if moving could shake the memory free. Thunder no longer shook the sky, but inside her, everything still trembled. She could feel him, the weight of him, the hunger in his touch, the claim he had pressed onto her skin.
Her stomach twisted with guilt. She had kissed him back. Every memory of it made her want to disappear, to crawl under her sheets and vanish. But part of her burned with a craving that terrified her. It wasn't just desire. It w
