SIENNA POV

I saw it before Nigel even opened his mouth—the fear. It was tucked into the corner of his eyes, twitching under his skin, making his jaw spasm like he was swallowing something sharp. He looked like a man caught doing something he shouldn’t, like a man afraid the truth might walk into the room and slap him across the face.

And apparently, today, I was the truth.

The lobby lights threw a soft gold glow over everything, but nothing about this moment felt warm. The air felt like ...