Sierra’s POV
11 o’clock at night. I’ve been laid here for three days. Three days of watching the sun shine and the sky change and I’m bored. I’m so bored and lonely it’s unreal.
A knock in my door brings me out of my head, it can’t be Mila, she’s currently in New York.
Why? I don’t know. She just upped and left in the night and I haven’t seen many people since. Maeve and Mike have been in briefly, seeing if I want something or want to go outside for some fresh air but I truly don’t want to.
I have no energy for anyone or anything.
The knock sounds again. If I stay quiet, then maybe I’ll be able to get rid of whoever it is because they will assume I’m asleep.
“Sierra?” The voice calls through the door. I want to jump out of the bed and go to the door but there are two things wrong w
