Sienna
I followed Dan as he led me to I don’t know where. The wooden door clicked shut, locking out the screams and the chaos of the Academy.
Inside, the air was cool. I leaned against the door, my chest still sticky with honey and wine. Dan stood in the center of the room. And here, he wasn’t the “Senior Prefect” anymore.
He was my husband. Danny Delore.
Yes, you heard it right.
Dan and I are husband and wife. We both badly wanted to be in this academy, but unfortunately, Dan got in before I did. And now, I was finally here.
“Sienna,” he called, his voice thick, my name said in the way that he hadn’t called it earlier—the way only he and I knew, the way that stirred my spirit.
“Did you see?” I asked, my voice shaking with excitement. “Did you see what that Professor did to me on th
