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Sienna
I've booked my flight to Bombay. My bags are packed. I'd hoped to leave without meeting Jace again. Just sidle out without warning, being the coward that I am.
No such luck.
One minute I'm asleep, and the next I shoot upright, my heart hammering in my ears.
Then I hear it: someone pounding on the door to my bedroom. I'd locked the door to my room to make sure Jace couldn't come in.
"Sienna."
Jace's voice is loud enough to make me start.
"Open the door. I know you're in there."
I don't move.
Jace pounds on the door again.
"Goddammit woman," he roars. "Open. The. Damn. Door!"
Before he's completed the statement, I'm on my feet and at the door. I fling it open.
Jace's hand is poised to bang on the door again, the other thrust up against the door frame for support. He st
