Night fell heavy over the city.
Landon sat in the dark. No lights on. Just the glow from his phone screen lighting his face.
The video played again. For the tenth time. Maybe the twentieth.
Noah standing in front of cameras. Speaking calmly. Perfectly.
"Sienna Blake doesn't deserve this."
Landon's jaw clenched.
"She's not what you're painting her to be."
His fingers tightened around the phone.
The reporters called Noah a hero. A good man. Someone who still cared about his ex-fiancée despite everything.
And Sienna. Standing behind him in the doorway. Looking small. Broken. Safe.
Safe with Noah.
Not with Landon.
The video ended. Started over automatically.
Landon watched it again. Couldn't stop himself.
Every time Noah said her name, something twis
