Siennas POV
Something about today didn’t feel right, and that was confirmed again when I came out to the dining room and found a huge breakfast waiting for me on the table.
“What is this?” I asked Asher, who sat at the end of the table, pouring orange juice from a pitcher.
“A nice breakfast for you.” He spared me a quick glance before turning his attention back to the table.
“Any reason…why?” I raised an eyebrow, slipping into the chair next to him.
“I just felt like it.”
There was definitely something wrong.
“Is something going on?” I asked, scanning the plates of food. There were scrambled eggs, buttered toast, and even a plate of pancakes.
Where is my appetite though?
Normally I’d be scarfing food like that down, but I couldn’t find a sin
