The guard’s apology

Sienna's pov

The garden was quiet. The kind of quiet that made every breath sound too loud. The wind was soft, brushing against the white lilies that lined the path. I was kneeling by them, trying to focus on something simple. The scent of the flowers. The feel of the soil beneath my fingertips. Anything that could drown out the noise in my head.

Then I heard footsteps. Slow, steady, almost hesita