Chapter 111

SIENNA

I woke up to stillness.

Not the sterile, whitewashed stillness you find in hospitals or hotel rooms. This was intimate. Chilling. Too deliberate. The kind of quiet that feels engineered. Like the room itself was holding its breath.

No Silvio.

The chair where he’d sat earlier was empty now, the cushion still slightly dented, the air still laced with the remnants of his cologne: bitter ci