Sienna didn't know how long she had been lying on the soft mattress, staring at the ceiling and imagining all sorts of dramatic outcomes for her very first dinner she cooked for Zachary and Skylar, until a soft knock echoed through the room.
The sounds were gentle, almost polite, as if the person outside didn't want to disturb her too much.
She immediately sat up, her body stiff as her eyes locked onto the door. For a second, she wondered if she had imagined it.
After all, her mind had been playing tricks on her since the helicopter ride.
Just when she was about to lie back down and dismiss it as her imagination, a familiar voice came from the other side.
"Sienna, are you asleep?"
Her heart skipped.
"No," she answered quickly as she jumped off the bed and rushed to the door.
She pulled it open, and there he was, standing just a little too close for her comfort. Or maybe, not comfort.
Her heartbeat betrayed her again. It made a strange noise in her chest.
