Morning light seeped into the city. Gray. Tired. Like everything else.
Landon's car pulled in front of Sienna's home. Blake mansion. Grand. Cold. Imposing.
Both looked worn from the fight with Isabella, from the sleepless night, from everything that had been breaking them apart piece by piece.
Landon walked her to the door. Insisting he was fine. But his eyes carried weight. So much weight.
"Text me when you're settled." His voice soft. Careful.
"I will." She promised.
Tenderness between them. Silent understanding. Neither saying what they really felt.
She watched him drive away. Heart heavy. Aching. Then turned. Stepped inside.
The atmosphere hit her immediately. Unnaturally calm. Quiet before a storm.
Richard Blake sat at the head of the long dining table. Re
