Show shock! Show sadness! Even if you don't feel like crying, do something, bitch!
Someone inside Sienna's head screamed. Her eyes darted from Hunter to Brian, both of them looking tense.
"What?" She whispered, "What did you say?"
Hunter hugged her tightly, his other hand kept rubbing her back, offering her comfort. Sienna closed her eyes and tried to sniff his t-shirt.
Which perfume is he wearing? It's addictive. He's addictive… and so handsome.
She looked up at Hunter as she tried to speak, "H…Hunter"
"Yes, sweetheart," He cooed, like she was a baby. Sienna tried to speak, but no words came out.
That old fox isn't dead. He is probably sitting somewhere and laughing. But he's about to die. He just dug his own grave by pulling this stunt.
She lowered her gaze and let her body tremble slightly. She smiled when Hunter's arm tightened around her.
