Putting on a Show

SIENNA

"What do you mean we're not heading directly to my house, Sienna?" my father casually asked from the backseat of the spacious luxury SUV. Preston had brought around a much larger car for us, smoothly navigating the city streets, but the sudden shift in our route had clearly caught my dad's attention.

I froze in the passenger seat, my shoulders going entirely rigid. I visibly struggled, my