Venomous Coils and Broken Frames

SIENNA'S POV

The frosty morning breeze sliced right through the thin, ruined material of my disheveled silk dress. Every step I took away from the quiet hospital room felt like a physical betrayal to my aching body. I shivered uncontrollably, wrapping my arms around my chest in a desperate bid to preserve the fading warmth of Ronan’s lingering scent. The sprawling, imposing structure of my foster