The same moment where everything could go wrong.
“SIENNA!” Lexi screamed, rushing forward.
But Dany was already there.
He dropped to his knees beside her, his hands steady now—too steady, the kind of steady that only comes from years of holding yourself together when everything inside is breaking.
“Don’t move,” he said softly.
Sienna didn’t cry.
That was the first thing he noticed.
Her eyes were wide. Shocked. But not broken.
“Does it hurt?” he asked again.
The same three words.
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