Chapter 69

Sienna’s POV

The scent of garlic and herbs filled my condo, mixing with the faint sound of classics from Madonna from my phone.

I swayed my hips to the beat, stirring a simmering pan on the stove. This was my sanctuary, my creative space, and tonight, it felt full of life.

I was cooking a special dinner, something comforting and impressive. It wasn’t just food; it was a way to ground myself, to ground us after the chaos of the day.

A way to show Daniel he was my calm, too.

My own stomach hummed with a quiet excitement, a new kind of hunger I was still getting used to.

Just as I added a splash of wine to the sauce, the front door burst open.

“Woo! Who’s cooking up trouble in here?”

Lila.

She danced into the kitchen, her blonde curls bouncing, her arms already flung wide. She moved like a hurricane, a joyful storm.

She wore a bright, flowy dress, something wildly impractical for a Tuesday, but perfectly Lila.

Her