~Sienna~

A Week Later

The morning sun streams through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Norman’s mansion, painting everything in a warm, peaceful glow. For the first time in what feels like forever, the air in the house doesn't feel heavy with worry.

I stand in front of the hallway mirror, smoothing down the fabric of my professional blazer. It feels strange but wonderful to be putting on work clothes again. My mind feels sharp, and my heart feels light. The nightmare of Julian is fading ...