Chapter 221

SIENNA

The world wouldn’t stop tilting.

Maybe it was the sedative wearing off.

Maybe it was the adrenaline spike from confronting Silvio.

Maybe it was the weight of knowing my baby—my baby—was still missing.

Or maybe it was all of it.

But I kept walking anyway.

Tristan hovered beside me as we climbed the last few steps toward Vivian’s front porch. He kept glancing at me like he expected me