(Author's POV)
Sebastian looked at her for a long moment before he spoke.
"That phone call," he said. "Was that about the k********g?"
Sienna's face went white.
She didn't answer. She didn't have to. Sebastian had already pieced most of it together from what was circulating among the Everett guests - someone had taken Phineas's wife's family member this morning, and now here was Sienna, hiding in an emergency exit corridor making hushed calls with the kind of urgency that had nothing to do with a restroom break.
"Tell me it wasn't you," he said.
Sienna's composure shattered.
She pressed her back against the wall, and her whole body started to shake. The careful elegance she'd maintained all morning - the dress, the smile, the practiced ease - none of it held anymore. Not in front of
