Chapter 20 Pieces of the past

SIENNA

I pulled open the lounge door and stepped out; the heavy oak door thudded behind me. The swirling in my head was all about Zane. It was Always Zane. His actions played on in a maddening reel I couldn't pause. One moment, his hands were pulling me close, like I was his entire world. Next, he would turn his eyes at me distantly, like I was no