Sierra pov.

Coming back to this place was never what I had in mind. I felt scared for some reason, but at the same time, I just wanted to be with him.

I took a heavy breath as I sat down on the bed, waiting for the beast to come. The room was dimly lit, and the only source of light was the moon filtering through the window. I could smell the musky scent of the old furniture, and the sheets felt scratchy against my skin.

I had a lot I wanted to ask him, and I wanted to know the reason he lied to me. My heart was beating...