Chapter Seventy Eight

Sienna

When we got back to the house, eating something was the furthest thing from my mind, even if we had just picked up some food from one of the fast food places in town.

“Hey, where’re you going?” Callam asks as he grabs hold of my arm, stopping me from making my way towards the stairs. “Foods this way,” he uses his thumb to motion over his shoulder to the kitchen, his attention focused solely