Part Two – Chapter Two – Talk to me.
Eric paced the floor outside Sienna’s bedroom. He had thought his daughter had turned a corner before she left for Hawaii, but since she returned, she was worse than ever. She went to work, came home, ate hardly anything, then took herself to her room, playing some sad country songs that she seemed to love now, over and over, then he would hear her softly crying herself to sleep. Martha had tried to talk to her, but Sienna just said she would be okay. He was at his wits' end, all he wanted was to see his daughter smile again. This was not like her, she was so much stronger than this, but she was falling into a pit, and he needed to do something to pull her out of it, before she lost herself in the depths of her despair.
Resting his hand on her door,
