Chapter 175

SIENNA

The hospital smelled like antiseptic and quiet. Too clean. Too controlled. My heart pounded as Gideon’s hand wrapped around mine, firm and unyielding. We sat in the waiting room, fluorescent lights painting everything too harsh, until the nurse called my name.

Gideon stood with me, his shoulders squared like he was walking into a fight. My fight. Our fight.

Inside, the gynecologist’