Sienna’s POV
The empty living area made me feel like I was in a holding cell. That was the first thought I had when I stepped out of the bedroom and saw nothing. No chair. No television. No table. No warmth. Nothing. The man had nothing. I stood in the middle of the living room, staring at the space, wondering how Kael spent his free time. Did he sit on the floor and stare at the wall? Did he sleep all day? Did he go out and never come back until his body forced him to rest? It was hard to imagine anyone living like this by choice. Then again, maybe this was not living. Maybe this was surviving. And now I was part of it.
I went back into the bedroom to charge my phone. I knew it would become useless soon because I doubted my father would keep paying for it. As far as he was concerned, I
