Nowhere to Run

Sienna’s POV

The moment my chair scrapes against the hardwood floor, a thick silence falls over the room. The air shifts, charged with something I can’t name, something dangerous and unrelenting.

Three pairs of eyes follow me as I stand, my breath caught somewhere between defiance and uncertainty.

I need to leave.

I need out.

I turn toward the door, each step feeling heavier than the last.

But jus