Heavy rain fell. City lights blurred. Everything wet. Everything cold.
Sienna walked fast. Soaked through. Body shaking.
Not from cold. From heartbreak.
She cried. Whispered to herself. "It was all a lie. All of it."
Isabella's voice still in her head. Echoing. Poisoning.
Behind her, a car screeched. Tires on wet asphalt. Loud.
She didn't turn. Kept walking.
"Sienna!"
His voice. Landon.
She walked faster. Away. Anywhere but near him.
Footsteps behind her. Running. Splashing through puddles.
He caught up. Grabbed her arm. Gentle but desperate.
She jerked away. "Don't touch me."
"Please, just stop! You're soaked. You'll get sick."
"Don't pretend to care now." Her voice came out sharp. Cutting. "Go back to your fiancée."
Landon stopped. Confusion
