Sienna’s POV
My hands began to tremble the moment I saw the number on my screen. Kael. The bastard had finally called. After everything had already collapsed. After I had been slapped, disowned, rejected, and thrown out like something rotten. After my father had stripped me of my home and my name. After Darius had calmly stepped back from the joining because I was no longer clean enough for the future everyone had built around me. Now he was calling. Now.
I stared at the screen while my bags sat beside me on the ground and the afternoon sun burned against my face. My heart was beating too fast. My hands were shaking so badly I almost dropped the phone. How could he do this to me? How could he claim me, disappear, ignore my number, and then call when the damage had already swallowed my li
