Chapter 172

SIENNA

The sticks lay abandoned on the duvet between us, pale pink truths staring back, louder than any scream. Celine still had one hand over mine, her grip a steady anchor, and on the screen Tessa’s face was a patch of warm light in the storm.

For the first time in hours, I wasn’t alone.

Tessa chattered at first, filling silence the way she always did. Little jokes, little reassurances. “D