“The new girl moves in after you get back from North Carolina. That should give you at least two days to pack.”
Sienna bit the inside of her cheek to keep the tears at bay. She wasn’t sure if she should be relieved Lila wasn’t throwing her stuff in the front yard.
“Okay.”
“I’m sorry,” Lila said, her voice softer now. “But I can’t risk losing the apartment because I can’t cover the full rent. If it had been the other way around, and you’d needed to get someone last minute, I wouldn’t be mad at you.”
Sienna nodded, even though Lila couldn’t see—and even though she would never do the same thing to Lila.
“I’ll see you when you get back, okay?”
Sienna nodded again and ended the call.
The sobs that burst out of her shook her entire frame. She didn’t know what she was going to do. One thing was for sure, she never wanted to leave the safe room.
Sienna looked around the small space. Other than one completely empty shelf, the room was stocked with enough linens to make a small bed. Maybe if she put enough blankets under her, the floor wouldn’t be so bad.
A soft knock came on the door.
She sniffed. “Occupied.”
“Sienna?”
It was Fox.
Sienna groaned and covered her face with her hands. And as much as she wanted to talk to him, Sienna didn't want Fox to see her like this either.
“Can I come in?”
“What is it with you and bothering me when I’m in locked rooms?”
Fox didn’t answer, and she’d thought he’d left, until the sound of his soft command came through the door.
“Let me in.”
Sienna had lost all her willpower to refuse him. With a deep breath, she stood up and opened the door. She peeked over Fox’s shoulder to see if anyone else was waiting outside. Bruce was standing down the hall with his arms crossed, but there weren’t any cameras nearby. The producer raised his brows at her, but she ignored him and stepped aside to let Fox inside the small closet.
“Is everything okay?” Fox asked once he closed the door behind him.
No, everything most definitely wasnotokay. And even without knowing all the things that had happened to Sienna since they parted ways, it should have been obvious to Fox. Mascara must be streaking down her face and her eyes had to be red and puffy.
Sienna snorted. “Yep. Everything is just peachy, thanks for asking.”
Fox fixed her with a stare.
Sienna crossed her arms over her chest. “Why are you here? Don’t you hate me right now?”
“Eli said you hate this reality show thing as much as me. Is that true?”
Great, now the boys were gossiping about her? She hoped Bruce hadn’t been around to hear it. Sienna could not deal with this right now.
She shrugged. “Does it matter? You’ve already made up your mind about me.”
“Just answer the question.”
Boy was he annoying, even when he had every right to be mad at her.
“Fine, I hate it. Happy? This isn’t what I trained for. This isn’t what I want to do. But it’s the only way to get me where I need to go.”
