The house was dark when Sienna finally made it home.
She stood outside the front door for what felt like forever. Her hand hovered over the handle. She couldn't make herself go inside. Couldn't face what waited on the other side.
The dress she wore hung loose on her shoulders. Wrinkled. Stained with salt from her tears and the ocean air that still clung to her hair. Her feet ached in heels she'd forgotten she was wearing. Everything hurt. Her chest. Her throat. The space behind her eyes.
When she finally pushed the door open, her mother was there.
Sitting in the living room. Hands folded in her lap. Face tight with worry.
"Sienna." Her mother stood up fast. Rushed toward her. "Where have you been? You left the house hours ago without saying anything. I've been calling and
