Sienna pov

Hours past, tensions were high, I remained sitted on my bed, panic clawing at my chest. Rhett paced my small room, tense lines running across his face. The fight he had always kept wrapped up tight had started to unravel. His smug I don't care attitude we're discarded after seeing me in real trouble.

Then he finally spoke. “We have to make them see it differently. We will go on record and tell them the truth. I’ll stand by you no matter what. I’ll do whatever it takes. ...