Breakdown

Emilio's POV

I heard it before I saw it. Shouting. Sharp. Angry. It echoed through the quiet like a slap.

I was upstairs with Sienna, just sitting there watching her sleep. Her breathing was soft, steady. She looked peaceful for once. Her face didn’t have that tight look it wore when the nightmares came. She was okay right now. So I stayed close, not moving much. Just keeping watch. Like always.