Page 91 of Sinful

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I didn’t openthe note.

As much as I’d wanted to, I was still high on Sirena’s little heart emoji. Instead, when I reached him sitting in one of the quiet rooms I’d seen him go into a lot lately, I walked right up to him. I took a seat beside him in one of the overstuffed chairs and took out the note.

“Here.” I handed it back to him. “She replied.”

He took it wordlessly and opened it, a smile blooming on his lips.

I shifted in my seat, my guts tight.

“Must be good,” I said softly. “If it has made you smile.”

Sin folded the note and placed it into his leather jacket pocket before going back to staring at the wall.

He didn’t say anything to me, but I couldn’t let it go.

“She’s a good person. Don’t hurt her again.”

He dragged his gaze to me, his face expressionless.

“I won’t.”

I nodded, not knowing what else to say. Instead of sticking around feeling like an idiot, I got up to leave.

“Bryce.”

I turned to look at him.

“In another life, she could have used someone like you.”

I let out a soft, sad laugh. “Yeah, but here we are. In hell.”

“Here we are,” he repeated sadly.

“And now she has you,” I added.

He scoffed. “Does she? What she has is a dreamer. I’m not with her. Probably won’t get the chance to be, but I do dream of it. It’s all I have at this point.”

I adjusted my backpack on my shoulder, getting what he was saying. “I’m a dreamer too, I guess.”

He chuckled softly. “Welcome to hell, friend. You can sit next to me.” He looked pointedly to the chair beside him.

To hell with it.

May as well join another demon in this hellhole.

Wasn’t like I had anywhere else to be.

SIRENA

“Sin is going to hang out with you tonight while we’re gone,” Ashes said, coming into the room wearing all black. He matched Stitches, whose arms were wound tightly around me on the couch.

“You’re going to be good, right?” Stitches murmured in my ear.

I nodded for him, earning a kiss.

Truth be told, I was excited to see Sin tonight. I felt like we’d had a major breakthrough the last time we’d been together. I wasn’t so scared to be around him now. I wasn’t sure when that had happened. Perhaps it was when I realized I was afraid of nearly everything and needed to prioritize what I needed to truly be fearful of.

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