AfterShock

Sienna’s POV

The door closes behind me, hard enough that the sound rings through the house.

It echoes once. Then again. Like the walls are answering it.

My legs give out before I can stop them. I slide down the wall and hit the floor harder than I mean to. The air leaves my lungs in a sharp rush. My chest burns. My hands shake as they move on their own, pressing against my stomach, holding there l