Quiet Vex

Sienna's POV

The house was too quiet.

No music. No footsteps. No Fiammetta’s loud laughter echoing from the kitchen. No deep voices arguing over sports or politics.

Just silence.

I blinked up from the book in my hands, the last words of the chapter fading from my thoughts. The stillness settled over me like a soft blanket, but under my skin, something buzzed.

A strange energy.

Restlessness.

Maybe