*SIANNA’S POV*
“Hailey, what’s wrong?” Every cell in my body alerted me at the sight of her sobbing, and I became protective because I wanted to know who had meddled with her.
She flew herself at me, throwing her arms around me so that I staggered backward slightly to catch her. Her swift movement had alarmed Vance, but he retreated from tossing her from me when I stopped him with my palm.
Hailey continued to sob and I held her there for a minute. Vance took out the house keys and turned the lock, opening the door to call us in.
We walked slowly up four steps to the porch, through the foyer, and sat on the couch. Then he picked up her bag from the porch and came in behind us.
“Honey, what’s wrong?” I repeated.
Vance went to the guestroom and came back with a box of tissues, handing
