SIENNA’S POV

For a long time after the call ended, I couldn’t move.

The phone was still in my hand, screen black now, but it felt like her voice was echoing through the empty air between Rhett and me. Miss me, darling? The venom laced in those three words clung to my skin like cold smoke.

Rhett’s hand closed over mine, firm but gentle. “She’s bluffing,” he said, trying to sound steady. “She’s scared, that’s all. We have the evidence, and your father knows the truth ...