Glass shattered, wood splintered, and my ears felt as if they were being torn. Through the burning pain, a pair of gentle hands held me close.
It was Tessa. Her voice was soft like the wind, yet it sounded clear in my ear.
“Sienna, don’t be afraid, we’re going home.”
I choked up and tried to hold her hand. “Tessa…”
“I’ve missed you so much.”
The warehouse after the explosion was covered in flames.
The officers who had joined the raid tried to rush forward but were pushed back by the thick smoke.
Someone shouted, “Captain! Sienna is still inside!”
“It was Sienna who saved us!”
