Chapter 195

SIENNA

The twins didn’t care that the world was broken.

They didn’t care that their father wasn’t here, or that my chest felt carved out each time I looked at the space beside me and found it empty. They didn’t care that I still dreamed of monitors beeping, of Gideon’s stillness, of promises half-fulfilled.

All they cared about was milk. Warmth. The comfort of a body that would hold them t