Lines Redrawn

Sienna’s POV

I couldn’t breathe.

Okay, maybe that was dramatic. But that’s how it felt.

I sat on my bed, knees drawn up to my chest, staring at the moonlight creeping through my window. We’re Dons, Sienna. Their words kept looping in my head like a broken record, making it impossible to focus on anything else.

I was supposed to be mad. Maybe even scared. But mostly? I was just tired.

Tired of bein