Chapter 129

SIENNA

The first thing I felt was weight. Not the comforting kind—the heavy, suffocating kind that dragged me straight back into the dark.

The box. The dirt pressing down on me. The sound of my own ragged breaths bouncing off wooden walls. Silvio’s plea somewhere above, promising he didn't want to do it but if he couldn't have me, no one would.

My chest seized, panic clawing up my throat before