Blood and Lullabies

THE AFTERMATH

~SIENNA POV~

I did not know how long I sat in our room with my back against the door and my hands covering his ears while I sang every lullaby I could remember, my voice getting hoarser with each repetition, each scream from the living room cutting through the melody like a knife through silk.

The screaming went on for what felt like hours but was probably only twenty minutes, wet so