Act 4: En passant - Chapter 5

Sienna

I stumble towards the bedroom and sit down gingerly on the bed while holding my pounding head in my hands. How the hell am I going to speak to them after this?

Christian has news, possible news that could help us, and now I have to think over my words carefully.

Damnit, I need something for this headache. I haven’t had one this bad since I lived in Chicago, and back then, Mama always fed me with morphine and told me to forget.

My mind goes back to Arman’s words of him wanting me as his queen, but I cannot recall what the hell he means by that. I’ve never met him before in my life, so what exactly does he mean by this?

I know I’ve had lapses in my memory after a car crash when I was 16 years old, but surely I would have remembered him if he had played such a vital role in my life before? Ugh, I shouldn’t dwell on this too much; it’s not important right now.

When Serena returns with the children, I speak to her about what Christian said to me. We sit on the bed opposite on