Etched in Memory

SIENNA'S POV

The wind whipped across the rooftop, carrying with it the faint hum of campus life below. I paced back and forth, arms crossed tightly against my chest, trying to organize the mess of thoughts swirling in my head. The heavy metal door creaked open behind me, and I turned sharply to see Gael stepping out. His expression was apologetic.

“Sorry I’m late,” he said, closing the door behind