Quiet in the storm

POV: Sienna

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When I woke, the world felt softer than it had in weeks.

The light coming through my curtains was pale and warm, the kind that makes the air look golden. I could hear low voices outside my door, muffled enough that I couldn’t tell the words but familiar enough that I knew it was them. The triplets.

There was a knock. A light one. Then Emilio stepped inside with that careful way he