With Him

POV: Sienna

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I woke up floating.

Not in water, not in a dream — in someone’s arms. Warm. Solid. Careful.

It took me a second to understand I was being carried. The air smelled like salt and smoke. My cheek was pressed against someone’s chest. I blinked up through heavy lashes and found Donato looking down at me.

His face was calm, but his eyes looked tired. Like he hadn’t slept. Like maybe non