Chapter 178

SIENNA

The sound that shattered the room was soft. Just the hush of hinges, the swing of the dining room doors. But it cut sharper than any shout.

A figure stepped inside, shadows spilling across the golden warmth Vivian had so carefully built.

Tristan Mercer.

The breath caught in my chest before Gideon’s voice snapped through the silence.

“What the fuck are you doing here?”

The words