17. Wedding Reschedule

CHAPTER 17 "SIENNA!!" Juliet's voice echoed through the house, sharp and loud. My eyes snapped to my room door. Lorenzo had locked it earlier, so she must be outside. I glanced over at him. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his eyes glued to his phone, a disturbed look crawling across his face. Without a word, I quickly grabbed my clothes from the floor, slipped into them, and stood up. "What's she doing here?" I mumbled under my breath, with my brows furrowing. My gaze lifted again to Lorenzo. He hadn't moved, he was still staring at his screen like it was the one thing anchoring him. "What's wrong?" I asked, walking closer to him. He finally looked up, but his eyes were different. They held something I couldn't read. He put the phone to his pocket and stood up. "Let's go," he muttered, heading for the door. "Huh?" I rushed to block his path, standing in front of him with my arms stretched wide. "Are you seriously going to let her see you in the house?" I asked, my voice rising w