Chapter 62

SIENNA

Gideon led me through the house like he was gliding through a memory—one carefully preserved and painfully untouched. Each hallway echoed with quiet opulence, the air heavy with the scent of polished wood, aged books, and something faintly floral—like a home holding its breath.

“This used to be my grandfather’s room anytime he visited,” he said, nodding toward a room with a door slightly aj