Morning light came through the curtains. Too bright. Too harsh.
Sienna hadn't slept. Not really. Just laid there all night staring at the ceiling. Watching shadows move across the walls.
The rooftop kept playing in her mind. Over and over. Lora's face. The photos. Landon's threats.
Her phone sat on the nightstand. Screen dark. But she could still feel it. Like it was alive. Waiting.
She pulled herself out of bed. Shower. Get dressed. Make coffee. Go through the motions.
Everything felt far away. Like she was watching herself from outside her body.
Her mother found her in the kitchen. Took one look at her.
"Sienna. You look awful. Are you sick?"
"Just tired."
"You need to take better care of yourself." Victoria frowned. "The wedding is in three months. You can't
