~Sienna~

“What did you just say?” I hiss lowly.

My gaze flicks around the spacious sitting area. Wide and empty, with the windows open and bare of any curtains. The musky, thick smell of wet paint and leather dilutes the air, wrapping around my lungs.

I turn to Elias and my mom again. I narrow my eyes and snatch the document from Elias’s hands.

My name is right there, boldly written as the owner of the apartment when I didn’t even pay for it. I should have suspected it when he ...