SiennaI was pulled out of my thoughts by Ava barging into my room, her hands full of my stuff. She had offered to get my essentials from my apartment, but in that moment, she looked upset.“What’s wrong?” I asked her as she set down the bags.“Nothing,” she replied immediately. I narrowed my eyes—I knew something was wrong.“Come tell me,” I insisted. She sighed and took a seat on the bed beside me.“I saw Nico,” she told me.“Oh,” was all I could say.“He looked beaten up,” she started. “He wouldn’t let me go unless I heard him out.” I let out a chuckle.“What does he need to say?” I said sarcastically.“He said he had no idea about what Lucian had planned,” she said, though her tone sounded unconvinced.“He was still the one who led him to me,” I said. Ava nodded.“That’s exactly what I told him, but he kept saying he didn’t know Lucian was doing this and didn’t understand why Lucian even wanted to take revenge on your brother,” she relayed. “He wanted to apologize, but I told him
Lucian Silence hung over the room like a heavy blanket. Ever since Sienna left, the house had grown so unnervingly quiet that it made my skin crawl. I should have felt triumphant—for avenging my sister—but all I felt was a vast emptiness, slowly being filled by wave after wave of guilt. The silence was so deafening, I began to hear my own words from earlier, echoing like bullets in my mind. The weight of what I’d said crushed me. I had gone too far, blinded by rage and the image of my sister clinging to life by a thread. I told myself I did this for justice, for some sense of satisfaction. But all I felt was the heavy drop of my heart, sinking deeper into something darker. The last look—her glare—before she walked out, haunted me. There was so much pain in her eyes, so much confusion. She didn’t know this was about her so called brother. She didn’t deserve to be targeted, but I still used her. That look kept replaying in a cruel loop in my mind. Each time it came back sharper than
Sienna I was back in my childhood room, lying in bed while Ava stroked my hair from behind. I had called her in a haze, sobbing uncontrollably, and she came running. That moment made me realize something—I had people in my corner who came without hesitation when I needed them, and yet I had still chosen Lucian. I had been stupid and naive to trust him. “Shh, it’s okay. Everything will be fine,” Ava soothed gently. I sat up abruptly and turned to face her. “How could everything be fine after this? Adrian is going to kill him, and…” I trailed off as another sob rose in my throat, choking me. Ava’s face darkened, her expression hardening. “Good. He deserves to die,” she spat, her eyes icy with rage. “Ava!” I exclaimed, shocked. “You know I warned him. I warned him that if he ever hurt you, he’d make enemies—many of them,” she hissed. “What do you mean?” I asked, dread already twisting in my gut. “My uncle takes my words seriously, Si. All I have to do is tell him, and Lucian wil
SiennaI slowly got out and walked inside. Adrian was rummaging through the cabinets in the kitchen, slamming them shut and opening others. He was clearly looking for something. I stood silently, watching him. When I finally gathered the courage, I cleared my throat.“You’re not going to ask?” I said in a small voice. It took everything in me not to cry right then. Adrian’s hands stilled, his back still facing me. When he didn’t respond, I continued.“I know you’re mad, and you probably hate me...” My voice cracked at the end. Adrian turned around, and the look on his face made me shiver. There was so much anger and disappointment written all over it.“Yes, I’m mad, Sienna.” He said my full name so harshly, it made my chest tighten. “I told you he was an asshole. I told you he’s a manipulative bastard.” He shook his head. “I told you he wasn’t trustworthy, but you didn’t listen. I warned you. My biggest mistake was not being here when he trapped you.”Hearing him say it out loud was m
SiennaAs soon as Lucian left my sight, I slid down to the floor as my knees gave out and I sobbed uncontrollably. I felt like my breaths were becoming shorter and my eyes puffier. I hiccupped as I cried my heart out. I thought about what my brother said, about what Ava said. They all warned me. I saw the look in Ava’s eyes when I told her about my impatience to marry Lucian. I saw the look in Adrian's eyes when I had told him I married his enemy. I still sided with Lucian, even when Adrian said that he was a liar and a manipulator.That's Lucian! He's a manipulating, lying bastard—Watch your mouth, Adrian! That's my husband!I defended Lucian and betrayed my own brother. I clenched my fists and cried harder. I felt like the air was leaving my lungs.And you think that Lucian is the right person to marry?Ava had asked the right question. It was me who was blinded by a cloud of poor judgment that trusted Lucian.I slowly remembered everyone's low warnings and weird looks that I was b
SiennaI woke up as the light filtered through the curtain and right into my eyes. My eyes gently fluttered open, trying to adjust to the light. I looked at the ceiling and saw an unfamiliar roof, but this sense of unfamiliarity turned into belonging when I realized where I was. This thought formed a smile on my face. I turned to face the person I vowed to spend my life with, but it was empty. I looked around, and the bed was empty; however, it was still ruffled, which indicated that Lucian woke up first. I yawned as I stretched my arms above my head. My body felt heavy with sleep. I turned to the source of light and placed my hand above my eyes since I was still adjusting to the direct light. The curtains were open, which was odd because during the times Lucian would sleep over, he knew I always kept the curtains closed.It was one of those days where everything felt right except for that one small feeling that something could go wrong. Maybe I was too paranoid due to the past events