LOGINSiennaI woke up with the kind of headache that feels like the night sat on your chest and refused to move. The sun was already leaking through my curtains, bright and loud, but everything inside me felt dim.My bedside table was empty.No phone.No iPad.No smartwatch.Nothing.Just silence.And the echo of my dad’s voice from last night—“Who are you on the phone with? Don’t lie to me. Was it Jaxon?”“You’re grounded. All of it—gone. Hand them over.”“You’re done talking to him.”I squeezed my eyes shut. The memory still burned.A soft knock came against my door. Not my dad’s heavy knock. This one was light, controlled. Lena.My Step-Mum, Jaxon’s mum“Sienna?” she called gently. “Your dad said I should check if you’re awake. Breakfast is ready.”“I’m awake,” I muttered.Another pause. “Are you okay?”No.Yes.I don’t know.But I said, “I’m fine,” because it was easier.She sighed. “Come down when you’re ready.”Her footsteps faded.I dragged myself out of bed and splashed water on
SiennaThe second I heard my dad’s voice behind me, my entire spine snapped straight.“Sienna… who are you on the phone with at this time of night?”My heart stopped.I didn’t think—I cut the call instantly, screen going black.My breath caught in my throat. I forced my voice to stay steady as I turned a little.“I—I wasn’t— it was just—”My dad stepped fully into the room, face tight, eyes narrowed with a kind of angry disappointment that made my stomach twist.“Don’t lie to me,” he said quietly. Too quietly. “I heard your voice. And I heard a male voice on the other side. Who was that?”My mouth went dry. “Dad—”“Was it Jaxon?” he snapped.My heart slammed against my ribs. I opened my mouth, trying to find something—anything—that wouldn’t blow up the entire universe.But before I could even breathe out a word, he exploded.“Sienna, are you out of your mind?! Sneaking calls in the middle of the night? Whispering with your stepbrother after I warned you?! In my house?”I flinched. “I
SiennaMy phone buzzed nonstop.Jaxon.Again.And again.I sat on my bed, knees pulled to my chest, trying not to cry again. I hated how much power he had over my mood. I hated that stupid picture. I hated that I kept seeing his smile in it like he belonged somewhere else. With someone else.But most of all… I hated that he had no idea why I was acting this way.Another message came in.Jaxon: Please, Sie. At least tell me you’re okay.I swallowed the lump in my throat and didn’t reply. I couldn’t. Not when my emotions were this raw.A moment later, my phone lit up again—but this time it was Kendra.Kendra: Babe Jaxon just called me 👀He said u haven’t been responding. U good?I wiped my eyes quickly.Me: I’m fine. Just tired.A lie.A big one.But I couldn’t let Kendra dig deeper or suspect anything. Not yet.Kendra: Okay oo. Just checking. He sounded stressed 😂Anyway, tell me if you wanna talk.I typed “sure” and locked my phone.Seconds later, it buzzed again.Jaxon—of course.M
SiennaI didn’t plan to answer his call.When my phone lit up with Jaxon across the screen, my heart jumped and sank at the same time. I stared at it ringing on my pillow, the image of that girl on his lap burned into my mind like a bruise I couldn’t look away from.I almost let it go to voicemail.Almost.But then I swallowed, forced my breathing to steady, and answered.“Hey,” I said, my voice quiet and way too flat.“Sienna?” His voice came warm, soft, familiar—like nothing in his world had changed. “Finally. I’ve been trying to catch you all evening.”I clenched my jaw. “Yeah. I was busy.”There was a small pause on his end. “Busy? On a Thursday night?” He chuckled. “You? Sure.”Normally, I would’ve laughed with him. But now the sound grated against the raw spot in my chest.“Mhm,” I replied.He didn’t seem to notice the tension. “Anyway—you won’t believe the day I had. Classes start next week, so the guys here wanted to show us around campus. Bro, this place is huge. The gym alon
SiennaThe smell of coffee drifted through the house long before I even opened my eyes. It was Saturday—the day I’d been dreading all week.I sat up slowly, the ache in my chest hitting before my feet even touched the floor. The sunlight spilling through my curtains looked too bright for what the day meant. It felt unfair that the world could look so normal when everything inside me felt like it was breaking apart.Downstairs, I heard the sound of car doors slamming. Ezra’s laugh echoed through the open window, then Caleb’s voice—low and teasing as always.They were here.My stomach tightened. I rushed to the mirror, brushed through my hair, and slipped on the soft cream sweatshirt I’d left draped over my chair last night. I didn’t want to look like I was trying too hard, but I didn’t want to look careless either. I wanted to look like someone worth remembering.When I came down, the house was alive with motion.Boxes lined the hallway. Suitcases stood stacked by the door. The faint s
SiennaThe house was quiet—too quiet.All the lights downstairs were off, except for the thin glow spilling from the hallway nightlight. I could hear the faint hum of the fridge, the soft whir of the ceiling fan in the living room, and upstairs—silence.Everyone was asleep. Or so I hoped.My phone buzzed again.Jaxon: “You still up?”I smiled to myself. He couldn’t possibly mean it… right?I typed back quickly. “You’re supposed to be sleeping. Big day tomorrow.”His reply came almost instantly. “Can’t sleep. Thinking about you.”I rolled my eyes, but my heart was already racing. “You’re impossible.”“You love that about me.”I hesitated. The words I do hovered on the tip of my tongue, but instead, I sent a single emoji—one that said more than words could.A few seconds later, my phone lit up again.“Meet me.”I froze, staring at the screen. “Where?”“Garage.”I bit my lip. This boy. He really wanted to risk everything.I waited, counted to ten, then quietly slipped out of bed. The flo







