Sienna

My blood froze.

It was Kendra.

Her voice was cheerful and way too loud, it tore through the air like a fire alarm. It didn’t belong here, not in this fragile little bubble Jaxon and I had built. We both whipped our heads toward the sound. My lips were still parted, the words “yes” and “no” trapped inside my mouth, choking me.

And there she was.

Kendra stood on the lawn, her smile bright and curious…but her eyes… her eyes were sharp. Too sharp. They clung to us, ...