-Sienna-

The knock on the door should have been nothing. Just a sound. Just wood against wood. But to me, it was the beginning of an earthquake.

When Jaxon opened the door, my world tilted.

She stood there like some impossible vision. Long blonde hair, bright blue eyes, a smile that could probably end wars. She was breathtaking like a memory that stepped out of a photograph. She was Ava. His ex. The girl who had come before me, the girl whose fingerprints were still all over him, whether he admitted it or not.

“Jaxon,” she whispered, her voice soft, almost breaking. “I’m here. I miss you.”

I froze. My...