For a moment, neither of us moved.
And then, finally, Sienna stepped back, not because she was backing down, but because she was thinking. Calculating.
She was like Damon that way.
“I don’t trust you,” she said.
“I wouldn’t expect you to.” I said calmly. “I don't want your trust either, but at least when we are standing on one side, when there is one enemy that is in common, even if I don't want to admit it, I believe that we should be able to come to some kind of compromise.”
“You’ll need to prove it.”
I nodded once. “I would be willing to do so, but I have time on my hands and it's limited. No matter how hard I'm going to want to ignore this, no matter how much I want to pretend that you do not exist, you still have my blood and I have yours. We are half sisters. No matter how hard
