“There is a luxury in self-reproach. When we blame ourselves, we feel that no one else has a right to blame us. It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution.”
― Oscar Wilde
Sienna POV (Playlist- Even if by Ella Eyre)
Rolling over in the softest, feathery bed, something cold and scratchy on my cheek jolted me awake. I blinked rapidly as I adjusted to my surroundings and saw I was in the most modern and stunning bedroom I had ever seen. I sat up in bed and looked around me. The bed was built into the floor and was settled into a balcony that had glass windows around three-quarters of it that looked out over the most breath-taking view of snow-capped mountains behind hundreds of pointy pine trees of a never-ending forest. The misty clouds glided over the peaks of the mou
