Chapter 110 Pushback
- (Siena POV)
- The scent of fresh pine from the forest beyond my window mingles with the lingering aroma of herbal tea gone cold in a forgotten mug. My eyes burn from lack of sleep, but my mind refuses to rest, spinning endlessly over the revelations of the past two days.
- I press my fingertips against my temples, trying to ease the throbbing pain that's taken up residence there.