POV: Siena Blake

I didn’t expect to see him.

Not today.

Not like this.

Not when I was still struggling to hold everything together.

I had thought about this moment for years. I had pictured it in my mind again and again—how I would act, what I would say, how cold and calm I would be if we ever ran into each other again. I imagined myself standing tall, untouchable, so distant that even the shadow of our past couldn’t reach me.

But all of those fantasies disappeared the moment the elevator doors closed behind me and I realized I wasn’t alone.

He was already in there.

At first, I...