The smoke after the Fire

Donato’s POV

The office was dim, the smoke from the night still clinging to the ceiling like it refused to leave. The windows were black with soot. The long table was covered in maps and scattered documents, but I was not really seeing any of them. I sat in the chair with my elbows resting on my knees. My eyes were on the floor, but my mind was somewhere else entirely.

Sienna.

I saw her the way sh