Not many cared to have my number, and fewer still would send me a message this late into the evening.
Moving toward my phone, I lifted it.
We need to meet. Tonight.
Sienna’s POV
I so desperately needed someone – anyone – to love me. Ian, I couldn’t trust.
But Ruth…? I had no reason to doubt she was really my mother, and as such, it made sense for her to feel some affection toward me.
It was difficult to get over her leaving me though. Even with her assurances she just wanted a better life for me, if she truly loved me, wouldn’t she want me to stay with her?
I didn’t know, and I was so emotionally wrought that I couldn’t really handle the thoughts anymore.
Truly, I just wanted to go to bed and forget this whole day existed.
My foolish heart continued to hold on hope that maybe Ian
