By the time Jack finally arrived home that evening, the mansion was in utter chaos. After walking in on the horrific, unraveled spectacle of Sienna's deranged breakdown, I had no choice but to call the staff and get security involved.
It took three burly guards to actually pry Emily away from where she was wailng and thrashing uncontrollably on the floor of our bedroom. Even then, she fought them like a wild animal, scratching and clawing at their arms until they managed to restrain her. The entire time, she just kept shrieking Jack's name over and over, begging for him in this spine-chilling, unhinged way.
Eventually they were able to drag Emily's struggling, hysterical form out of our private quarters and contain her in a downstairs sitting room. But her muffled cries and delirious r
