Sienna sat in the front row with her hands folded on her lap. Hunter was sitting beside her in a black suit, his dark shades resting over his eyes. One of his hands was holding hers, brushing his thumb over it.
Sitting on Sienna's other side, Ruby lowered her head dramatically and sniffed into a tissue. She could feel her husband looking subtly at Sienna, thinking that no one was watching him. Though she didn't love him anymore, the thought that he was after Sienna was torture for her.
Come on, Ruby. One problem at a time. Thank God, everything worked, and I saved my father. Otherwise, Sienna might have donated everything attached to Papa's body. Even his manhood!
The body lying inside the coffin wasn't George Mason's.
They managed to bring another dead body whose organs had already been donated before the funeral arrangements.
Thankfully, after that, Sienna hadn't caused any trouble. In fact, she had cooperated.
