Page 105 of Sienna Rossi: Beyond Shattered Trust

I hear the door shut quietly, and I open my eyes, cocking a brow as I sit up, watching her walk over to me, her hips swaying ever so slightly as they always do when she walks. It isn’t on purpose, but she fucking demands attention without even realising.

She stops a couple of feet away.

Then, to my surprise, she drops to her knees.

My breath catches.

She looks up at me just as she did the night she shifted, and for a moment it’s like I’m dragged straight back into it, into that memory, into her – and my heart betrays me all over again as her glamour fades, leaving nothing but those striking red eyes staring into mine, filled with too much, too many emotions I don’t want to name.

“What the hell are you doing?” I ask quietly, though the edge in my voice doesn’t quite land the way it should.

“Speaking my truth,” she says softly. “I owe you that much.”

Before I can stop her, before I can shut this down, she lowers her gaze, drawing in a steadying breath, and when she looks back up at me, there’s nothing guarded left in her expression.

“I was happiest when you were by my side,” she begins, her voice steady despite the emotion threaded through it. “I would choose a single month with you over an eternity without you. I would choose death if it meant I could hear those three words from your lips just one more time.”

Each word lands heavier than the last.

“I know I destroyed you when I rejected you,” she continues, her voice trembling slightly. “But every day since, those same words have cut through me deeper than any blade ever could.”

My jaw tightens, but I don’t interrupt.

I can’t.

“You were the moonlight that guided me through my darkest nights,” she says, softer now, her gaze never leaving mine. “The hope that gave me something to hold on to when I was ready to let go.”

Her voice drops to a gentler tone.

“In you, I see something more than strength, more than power,” she whispers. “I see something that rivals a god, because you carry a love so fierce and relentless that there is nothing that compares. And you gave that honour to me – to be loved by you.”

Her breath trembles, but she doesn’t look away.

“And I threw it back at you.”

The words hang between us.

A painful reminder of a life that felt like it was a lifetime ago.

“But if there is even the smallest part of you that still feels what we had,” she adds, her voice barely above a whisper, yet still filled with sincerity as she continues. “Then let me fight for it this time… Let me be the one who refuses to walk away.”

Silence follows, the tension fucking intense.

She stands up gracefully, backing away towards the door without turning away from me.

“Let me fight for you.”

And for the first time since she walked back into my life, I don’t know what to say.

A Video Call

Sienna

My heart is pounding as I close the door to Jayce’s room and take a deep, steady breath.

I did it, even if my instincts were telling me to seduce him into accepting me. I’m mortified that I would even consider trying to manipulate him!

Gods, I’d better get to video calling the girls; they are probably waiting for me, although it’s way past the promised time.