Chapter 117

SIENNA

The silence wasn’t just thick anymore, it was sentient. It no longer filled the room passively; it loomed. It listened. It judged. Every second inside this place crawled across my skin like something alive. Something waiting. Silvio had grown quieter, but not calmer. There was a new edge to him now, a kind of manic energy that didn’t speak in volume but in tension. In the twitch at the cor