"Sienna?!" he called, voice trembling with overwhelming emotions.
That cold face that had kept his mind awake every night was right in front of him. Even with her mask on, those soulful eyes of different shades — her signature — were staring at him unblinkingly.
"Sienna! It's really you!"
All this while, Ashton had been doubting his memory. He was thinking maybe he had seen wrong, that the person he had met that fateful noon wasn't Sienna but someone whose back was similar to hers. After all, how could he have not seen her even once all this while if she was around?
But the truth remains the same: she was real. Alive.
Meanwhile, Britney at the back was staring at the unconscious body of their companion, and even Orson forgot to make any noise.
The two never expected the strongest among them to be taken out so easily, and they were now fearing what would happen to them.
Sienna averted her gaze from Ashton and released her hold on Orson.
