Sienna and David shared a magical night, and when her phone buzzed on the bedside table, she could feel frustration building within her. She fought back the urge to curse, fearing it would wake David from his peaceful slumber.
As she blinked her eyes open, the gentle morning sun cast a warm glow on the silky sheets of the bed, creating a serene atmosphere.
Detangling herself from David's comforting arm proved to be a difficult task. Every part of her being protested against leaving the comforting warmth of his side. However, the urgency conveyed by the text message on her phone could not be ignored.
It was from Shane, and its contents revealed the deteriorating condition of her adoptive father.
Sienna threw on her clothes, every motion automated. She was operating on autopilot, her mind flooded with thoughts of her adoptive father. Her heart twisted as guilt swam up to the surface.
‘I should've visited him more often. I should've been there for him, like he had always been there for m
