Her wrath

Sienna’s POV

The silence that followed her words was sharp and heavy. It filled every corner of the room, pressing down on all of us until even the sound of breathing seemed too loud. No one moved. No one spoke. I sat frozen, my hands resting on my lap, my eyes flicking between Lorenzo and his mother. She was sitting tall in the center, Fiammetta still close to her side, her gaze fixed and unrelen