The morning light filtered through the window, casting a golden hue over the room. Sienna was still asleep beside me, her breathing steady. The exhaustion from last night had taken a toll on both of us—physically and emotionally.
I had needed that moment with her.
But today was a new day.
And I needed to figure out what to do with it.
I thought about practicing my boxing. I had the skills, but in all honesty? I needed a proper trainer. There were things I couldn't teach myself, instincts I couldn't refine alone.
I also considered checking on Camille—seeing if my new mask was ready—but with her being to my left, still sleeping. It was obvious she hadn't finished it yet.
That left only one option.
Evelyn's suggestion.
The old construction site.
I still had no idea why she wanted me to go back there.
