All Chapters of BOUND TO THE WRONG CALLAHAN: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Chapter 52The afternoon light came through the curtains weak and gray.Sienna lay curled on her bed. Still wearing yesterday's clothes. Hair tangled. Face smudged with old makeup that had run with her tears.She hadn't moved in hours. Maybe longer. Time felt meaningless now.Her room looked like a hurricane had passed through. Clothes thrown everywhere. Books knocked off shelves. Her phone facedown on the mattress beside her. She couldn't look at it anymore. Couldn't see the notifications that kept coming.Unknown numbers. Messages. Comments. Each one worse than the last.She'd made the mistake of reading them earlier. Before she realized they would never stop. Before she understood that the world had decided who she was and nothing she said would change their minds.The words had burrowed under her skin. Made a home there. Poisoned everything.She hugged her pillow tighter. Pressed her face into it. Like she could disappear into the fabric if she tried hard enough.Maybe Landon had

Chapter 54 The car ride felt endless. Just the sound of the engine. The waves in the distance. The road stretching dark ahead of them. Landon's hands gripped the steering wheel. Knuckles white. Jaw tight. He hadn't said a word since they left the gala. Not when he'd put her in the car. Not when he'd started driving. Nothing. Sienna sat rigid beside him. Still wearing the silver gown. Still feeling the weight of all those eyes on her. All those whispers. Her body shook. Small tremors she couldn't control. Confusion twisted in her chest. Anger. Fear. Too many things at once. Finally, she couldn't take the silence anymore. "Why did you do that, Landon?" Her voice came out rough. Shaky. "Why defend me in front of everyone if you're just going to stay silent now?" He didn't answer. Didn't even look at her. Just tightened his grip on the wheel. Kept driving. The headlights cut through the dark. Trees on either side. Then sand. Then nothing but ocean. They pulled up to a small ca

Chapter 56The city lights glittered below like fallen stars.Isabella stood by the floor to ceiling window of her apartment. Still wearing the red gown from last night. Wrinkled now. Stained with champagne from when someone had bumped into her.She didn't remember coming home. Didn't remember taking off her shoes. Didn't remember anything after watching Landon carry Sienna out of that ballroom.A glass of wine sat untouched on the table. She'd poured it hours ago. Or maybe minutes. Time felt strange.She moved to the window. Pressed her palm against the cold glass.Her reflection stared back. A stranger. Humiliated. Discarded. Replaced.The words kept playing in her head. Over and over. Like a song she couldn't stop."Blame me. I'm the one who seduced her."Landon's voice. Loud. Clear. Defending Sienna in front of everyone.He'd never defended Isabella. Not once.When people talked about her breakdown. When they called her crazy. When they whispered about the hospital.He'd said noth

Chapter 58Early morning light filled the art studio.Gold. Soft. Gentle.Sienna stood in front of her finished painting. The woman in the storm. Standing. Not falling. Not breaking.She'd worked through the night. Adding layers. Details. Until her back ached and her eyes burned.But it was done.The colors were wild. Chaotic. Blue and red and black bleeding into each other. But there was light too. Breaking through the clouds. Small. But there.She wiped her hands on her shirt. White cotton. Now covered in paint streaks. Her arms had color smeared across them. Her face too probably.She didn't care.For the first time in weeks, she could breathe. Really breathe. Without feeling like something was crushing her chest.Maybe this is what freedom looks like, she thought.She walked to the sink. Started cleaning her brushes. The water ran clear. Then blue. Then red. Washing away the night.But as she worked, his face appeared in her mind. Uninvited. Unwanted.Landon.His smirk. The way he

Chapter 60The city lights flickered behind him. Cold. Distant.Landon stood at his penthouse window. Glass in hand. Whiskey burning his throat but doing nothing to numb the ache in his chest.He'd been here for hours. Trying not to think about her. Trying not to see her face every time he closed his eyes.It wasn't working.His phone buzzed on the counter. Unknown number.He almost ignored it. Almost.But something made him pick it up.A photo loaded on the screen.His breath stopped.Sienna. In a café. Sitting across from Noah. Close. Too close.She was smiling. Faintly. But smiling.And Noah was looking at her the way he used to. Like she was his whole world.Heat flooded Landon's chest. Not anger yet. Something worse. Something that felt like drowning.He zoomed in. Looked at her face. Her expression. Soft. Open. The way she used to look before everything got complicated."So that's where you are."The words came out quiet. Deadly.Rage exploded through him. Hot. Blinding.The gla