Sienna’s POV
I went quiet. Not because I was speechless. Because he was right. And I hated him for saying it.
‘I hate to agree with tall trouble,’ Nyla cleared her throat in my head, ‘but tall trouble has a point.’
“May I go to my room now?” I asked because I did not want to hear any more truth.
It was evening, and I needed to settle in. Or at least hide.
“Sure,” Kael replied. “I will go and buy food for the fridge. I do not expect you to do anything around here.”
Before I could answer, he stepped out. I entered the bedroom. There was not much in it. No curtains. No wardrobe. No proper furniture. Just a mattress on the floor with clean sheets. The room smelled fresh, at least. Not dirty. Not dusty. Just empty. There was no bathroom in the bedroom, which meant the other door in the li
