Chapter 65

Sienna's POV

His words hit me like a slap across the face. His voice was cold, harsh, completely different from the Ryker I'd always known.

His eyes were empty, distant, like he was looking through me instead of at me. Like I was nothing more than a ghost haunting his hallway.

I had to hold myself together. I couldn't fold like I always did. My body wanted to crumble, to make myself small