Chapter 96 Siena's Ultimatum
- (Siena POV)
- The lake house sits nestled among towering pines, their ancient trunks stretching toward a sky bruised with approaching storm clouds.
- Wind sweeps across the water, sending ripples across the once-glassy surface and carrying the scent of rain and wild roses. My reflection in the window appears ghostly, fragmented by the first fat raindrops that splash against the glass.