Sparks of Defiance

~SIENNA POV~

The clock in the room ticks softly, steadily, and cruelly.

Each second drags like a warning, and I can't stop glancing at it. Nine P.M. comes at last, and for a long moment I sit there, listening to the sound of my own breathing.

The air feels too heavy, like it's holding its breath with me. I know what I'm about to do will surely reach his ears, but that's exactly why I want to do it