Chapter 29

SIENNA

I woke up wrapped in a blanket that wasn’t mine, sunlight cutting across the living room in lazy golden lines. My head was splitting, my throat dry like I’d swallowed cotton. So this is what a hangover feels like. Cute.

I dragged myself upright and blinked against the blur. That’s when I saw it; a glass of water, two pills, and a sticky note perched beside them like a smirking little da