Sienna's P.O.V.

The first time I escaped Silent Divine, I stole a maintenance jacket. That was the least important part. It was also the part Riot liked best.

"You stole it?"

"Borrowed permanently."

"That's my girl."

Five heads turned toward him. He froze.

"Figure

Sienna's P.O.V.

Cole did not look like a rescuer. That was probably why I trusted him. No motorcycle. No uniform. No clipboard. No soft therapy voice. He wore a dark suit and looked annoyed at everyone. At sixteen, that seemed honest. Almost seventeen. Close

Sienna's P.O.V.

The second cage had better furniture. That was the joke I made five years later. It was not funny while I was inside it. Cole never woke up one morning and announced he owned me. If he had, I might have left sooner. He changed one thing at a time. Small e