Chapter 92

SIENNA

London was… golden.

Not in a literal sense—not like Gideon’s penthouse at sunset or the warm gleam of the necklace I still hadn’t taken off—but in a way that settled in your bones. The kind of golden that made you exhale deeper. Softer. Like the world had finally eased its grip on your throat.

We’d spent the last few days in a whirlwind: fabric warehouses, artisan showrooms, networking e