Chapter 122

SIENNA

There’s a special kind of madness that grows in captivity. It doesn’t happen all at once. It builds. Quietly and patiently. Like moss creeping up a stone wall, covering everything until you can’t remember what the bare surface even looked like.

That’s what I was now. Covered in it. Wrapped tight in Silvio’s madness, in the stink of stale fear and the thick silence of this cabin that had