Harry POV
The apartment felt emptier without her. Every corner seemed to echo her absence, and the silence gnawed at me. It had been five days since Sienna walked out, and every day since had been an agonizing loop of unanswered calls and unreturned texts. She needed space — that's what she said. But what she didn't understand was that space wasn't what we needed. Not now.
I looked at my phone, checking for the hundredth time, hoping she'd left a message, but the screen stayed blank. A heavy sigh escaped me, frustration bubbling beneath the surface. I'd given her space for five days, but enough was enough. She needed to see that walking away wasn't the answer, especially not with Monty lurking around.
Grabbing my keys off the kitchen counter, I headed for the door. I wasn't going to let her push me out of her life like this. She needed me, whether she realized it or not.
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