Sacrificing Tomorrow

SIENNA'S POV

The office smelled like lavender air freshener and old coffee. Mrs. Hollis sat behind her desk, her gray hair pulled back in a neat bun, reading glasses perched on the end of her nose. She looked up when I knocked on the open door frame.

"Sienna, come in, sweetheart. Have a seat."

I sat in the chair across from her desk, my hands folded in my lap. The plastic seat was cold against my