The first face Sienna saw was her husband, who rushed to leaned close with worry etched across his sharp features. On the opposite side were his grandparents, their eyes heavy with concern. The memories of the previous evening--the revelations, the accusations, the storm of family secrets rushed back into her mind like a tide.
As soon as she opened her mouth, Elias straightened, his voice firm but gentle. "Grandfather, grandmother, please excuse us."
As he had told them about her request for a divorce, the elders exchanged a glance, then nodded and withdrew, leaving the room quietly.
