Chapter 168

Damon

Something was off.

I saw it in her eyes when I saw her in the living room, but now it was becoming a lot more obvious. Now even trying to ignore it was becoming a little more difficult than I wanted it to be.

I watched her from across the room as she folded a blanket, her movements careful, almost too careful. Her shoulders were tense, her expression distant, and for the past few hours, she’d barely looked at me. It wasn’t coldness, no, it was something far worse. Fear.

“Sienna,” I said gently, stepping toward her. “What’s wrong? You’ve been off since I got home. What happened? Did anyone bother you? If there’s something that you are trying to hide from me, talk to me, baby girl.”

Isla was asleep in her crib. And I knew that Sienna was going to do her best to try and avoid any conversations, but I did not want her to ignore this.

She hesitated. Just for a second. But I caught it. That crack in her composure. She looked at our daughter