Page 180 of Sienna Rossi: Beyond Shattered Trust

Jayce, careful! Sienna calls through the bond just as we collide.

The impact is unlike anything I’ve ever felt.

The world disappears in white light; the force tears through everything around us.

For a moment, I can’t see or hear anything beyond the light, then the light begins to fade.

I stumble backwards, breathing heavily as the blizzard begins landing on us.

Now. If we attack him from the front and back, I say to Sienna through the mind-link. Together we’ll destroy him and end this.

On it.

Across from me, Vincenzo remains standing, although for the first time since this fight began, he doesn’t look untouchable. Blood runs between his fingers as he keeps one hand pressed against his face, his chest rising and falling heavier than before.

Let him bleed and fucking feel what it’s like to be on the receiving end.

On my signal, I say through the mind-link.

Perfect, Sienna responds.

I straighten slowly, readying to launch myself at him again, ready to finally end this before he can say another fucking word. I can see a deep cut running along his cheek from my last attack, and I know it’s going to leave a scar.

Payback is a bitch, init.

But then he lowers his hand, spitting blood onto the ground as what remains of his mask falls away.

And the world suddenly stops.

The storm.

The vibrations of the dome.

The lightning.

Everything.

My heart slams against my ribs.

What the…

My eyes lock onto his face, and for a moment, my mind simply refuses to process what I’m seeing.

Because it isn’t possible. It can’t be.

Every instinct inside me screams that I’m wrong, that exhaustion and adrenaline are playing tricks on me, but the longer I stare, the worse it becomes.

Sienna’s gasp comes from somewhere behind me, confirming what I’m seeing.

The same dark hair.

The same jaw.

The same nose.

Even the same fucking eyes.

Younger.