Fearing the Worst

SIENNA

I cuddle Leonardo on the seat and rock the chair back and forth, trying to take my mind off everything.

The room is not much.

It is already night time, and Rocco simply lets us into the nearest hotel in the vicinity.

This one is quite small.

Velvet curtains hang on the windows, blocking the moonlight scene downstairs.

There is a single bed by the side of the room, next to a dressing table.