Sienna’s POV

The sound of my phone ringing drilled into my dreams, dragging me half awake. For a second, I thought it was thunder again, but then Rhett shifted beside me, muttering something incoherent, and the glow of my phone seared across the nightstand.

I reached for it, my stomach already twisting. Midnight texts were never good news. A message from my dad. My heart trembled. I opened it. It was one line, just one line.

Dad: Coming over, be there in 5.

My heart stopped. Literally ...