Their Queen Returns novel Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Sienna Jed Vivian back to her old room. As she stepped into the bathroom to shower, Vivian surveyed the familiar space.

Somehow, without Sienna by her side, the four walls, once a sanctuary, now felt like a cage. Her eyes became hollow and vacant. She curled into a ball in the corner, hugging her knees to her chest and waiting for Sienna.

The wind rustled the curtains, and Vivian flinched, her eyes darting around in terror. The dark memories she kept buried began to surface, vivid and cruel

It had happened right here. On this bed. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably as silent tears streamed down her face. She never knew what fresh hell they would think of next,

When Sienna emerged, toweling her damp hair, she paused, noticing a faint musty smell. The room had been locked up too long, she thought. If needed, they could sleep elsewhere.

But then her eyes landed on Vivian–huddled in the corner, a small, trembling ball of misery.

Sienna’s heart leaped into her throat, She rushed over. “Vivian, what is it? What’s wrong?”

Vivian’s eyes were empty, her body a soulless shell. Sienna felt a surge of panic. She didn’t know what triggered her.

“Vivian, can you hear me?” she said. “It’s me, Sienna. Look at me.”

The word “Sienna” seemed to flip a switch. Vivian lashed out, shoving her away. “Sienna isn’t dead!” she screamed. “My sister isn’t dead! Get away!”

Sienna recognized the signs immediately. Her sister was suffering from severe trauma. She reached out, pulling the thrashing girl into her arms. “Vivian, it’s okay. It’s me. It’s your sister. I’m here.”

“No!” Vivian shrieked, struggling wildly. “Don’t touch me! Help!”

In her frenzy, she seized Sienna’s hand and bit down, hard. Sienna didn’t even flinch. She didn’t know what had happened, but it was clearly tied to the years she was gone. She simply held her sister tighter, murmuring soft reassurances. “It’s okay. No one’s going to hurt you. I’m here.”

The sharp, coppery scent of blood finally cut through Vivian’s haze. She looked up and froze. Sienna’s calm face came into focus, but the sight of her bleeding hand made horror crash over her like a wave.

Vivian recoiled instantly, her hands trembling as she stared at the blood staining Sienna’s skin. “No… Sienna, I didn’t mean it,” she sobbed, collapsing into Sienna’s arms. “I’m so sorry!”

“It’s okay,” Sienna soothed, her voice a gentle balm. “It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt. You’re okay, Vivian. You’re safe.”

Vivian just shook her head, starting to slap her own face in frantic self–punishment. “It’s all my fault! I hurt you!”

“Vivian, listen to me,” Sienna gently but firmly caught her hands, stopping her. “It’s okay. It doesn’t hurt. I’m back now.”

Tears and snot streamed down Vivian’s face as the words finally spilled out. “They all hurt me. Everyone. When I was sixteen, Dad’s friend came into my room while I was sleeping. He covered my mouth. I tried to bite him, so he hit me. Slapped me. They even put snakes in my bed. Frogs. So many centipedes…”

Her voice cracked as her body trembled. “Dad promised me an eighteenth birthday party, but then Linda’s cousin tried to bully me. I hit him over the head with a vase, but they said it waas I who seduced him first. And Dad… Dad kicked me out. Gave me nothing. Not a penny.”

The truth was, she had met Mason before that. Her first encounter with him was on her eighteenth birthday. She was homeless, penniless, wandering the streets. She had stumbled, dazed, almost into the path of his car. He had tossed a wad of cash at her and driven away.

Sienna’s arm throbbed where Vivian had bitten her, but she barely felt it. Hearing Vivian’s story, her eyes turned red with a rage that burned hotter than any physical pain.

“Don’t worry,” she said, her voice a deadly promise. “I won’t let a single one of them get away with it. They will all pay. Her eyes glittered with a terrifying, murderous light.

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