Sienna

The moment my mum’s voice drifted through the door — “Sienna?” — my whole body turned into panic.

Jaxon’s eyes widened.

Mine did too.

For half a second we just stared at each other like idiots.

Then I whispered, “Hide—hide—hide!”

He scrambled. I pointed at the wardrobe. He shook his head. I pointed at the bathroom. He shook again like a terrified puppy.

Footsteps.

My mum’s hand on the doorknob.

“Oh my God—Jaxon, move!”

He dove behind the long curtains by the window, squeezing himself there like he was trying to fuse into the wall. I yanked the blanket on the bed to smooth it, wiped my mouth with...