POV: Siena

My phone buzzed softly on the kitchen counter. The sound was gentle but it caught my attention immediately. I had just finished wiping my hands on the towel, still smelling faintly of the dinner I had made. The warm scent of herbs and spices lingered in the air around me. I looked down at the screen, curious to see who was texting me this late. The name on the screen made my breath catch for a moment. It was Lucian.

I smiled quietly to myself, feeling a small flutter in my chest. My mind started to race with different thoughts. Why was he texting me now? What did...