~Sienna~

I glance behind me as I hurriedly walk down the hallway. My heart is leaping in my lungs, wanting to burst out.

God. This is risky.

I shouldn’t be here, but…

Immediately, I notice the number three on the VIP room plate. I quickly rattle my knuckles against it without thinking.

Fear grips me the entire time, my head bowed low as I continue to scan the hallway.

I don’t even have a reason to be here yet, yet here I am.

The door opens. I glance up and meet Norman’s eyes. ...