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2025-09-17 01:56:26Sienna’s POV
The car stopped in front of the house. The night was calm, the wind only whispering lightly through the leaves, and I thought we could just walk in without a second thought, taking Noah straight to his warm room. But we stopped.There was someone there.A woman stood right in front of the house, under the soft, but enough light of the porch light to make out her face clearly. Her slender body, standing confidently, her hair neatly styled, and her dress luxuriously, clearly not just any guest. Emily.My heart was pounding, but not out of jealousy. More because I was unprepared. Just a few hours ago, Liam had said the words that shook my entire world, we had just taken one step home. Now here she was.I stood still beside the car, my fingers still clasping Noah's hand, which was starting to droop tiredly. He was oblivious, his eyes half-closed, his head tilted toward me. But my gaze was fixed on that figure, Emily.The po
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Sienna’s POV I looked down, stabbing the bread on my plate with my fork. His words touched the most fragile part of my heart. I’d often felt alone. But hearing him say it like that, I didn’t know if I could fully believe him or if I was just trying to believe him.“If you take time off, won’t it affect your work?” I asked quietly, still unsure.Liam shook his head. “Work can always be postponed or finished later. But moments like this are important. I don’t want to miss Noah’s first day at school.”I looked up and stared at him for a long moment. I glimpsed a sincerity I’d rarely seen before eyes that truly wanted to be there for their child. And I felt the burden I’d been carrying alone ease a little.I looked down at my plate again. The last bite of toast felt easier to swallow after hearing those words. Somehow, this simple breakfast suddenly became warm not just because of the hot tea or the aroma of coffee still steaming on the table, but because of the dif
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Sienna’s POV The aroma of toast filled our small kitchen. I had woken up early, preparing a simple breakfast. Meanwhile, Liam, who was usually busy rushing to get ready for work, was sitting relaxed at the dining table, his shirt neatly trimmed, but his tie still splayed across his lap. Noah sat next to me, wiggling his legs as he chewed greedily.I watched them both and smiled faintly. Although many wounds still hadn't healed, at least I could see Noah eating happily, and Liam no longer drifting away.The aroma of warm coffee mixed with the scent of freshly toasted bread filled the morning air. I placed a plate of scrambled eggs on the table in front of Liam. He glanced at me, his lips curling slightly, then immediately began to spoon his breakfast. It was a simple smile, but it was enough to warm my chest."Noah, eat slowly. Don't sway your legs like that, you'll spill," I admonished gently.Noah just chuckled, his face smeared with strawbe
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Sienna’s POV Noah’s eyes immediately lit up, his face radiating with unconcealed joy. “Yeah! I’ll definitely show Daddy my dinosaur drawings!” I could only nod slightly, smiling along despite the faint pang in my chest. It was a simple promise, but I knew it meant a lot to Noah. Liam then turned to me, his voice low. “You don’t mind, do you, Sienna?” I shook my head. “As long as Noah is happy, I won’t mind.” Noah patted the table with his hand, excited. “Then, Daddy and Mommy will have to sit in the front row at my school play. Promise!” I chuckled, trying to hide the tears that were creeping up. “Yes, Mommy promises.” Liam smiled, looking at Noah warmly. “Daddy promises too.” The dinner table was once again filled with Noah’s soft laughter, the sound filling the previously silent house. I looked at him, then back at Liam. And for a moment, I felt a small light creepin
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Sienna’s POV I was just starting to drift off to sleep on the couch when the front door creaked open. I instinctively straightened, my heart beating faster. For a moment, I panicked, afraid it was just another bad dream arriving uninvited. But then a deep, familiar voice called out.“Sienna? Noah? I’m home.”I breathed a sigh of relief, but I still stood up. I unwrapped my knees and walked out of the living room toward the entrance.“Liam,” I whispered softly, “be quiet. Noah’s just gone to bed.”Liam stopped in his tracks and turned to me. His eyes looked tired, but there was a small glimmer in them, as if he had returned with something different this time. In his hands, I saw several large plastic bags, making me frown.I squinted, leaned closer, and pointed at the bags. “What are those?” I asked, half suspicious, half confused.Liam held the bags higher, his smile thin but unmistakable. “Fried chicken and pizza,” he repl
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Sienna’s POV As I walked, I noticed the other people. A father cradled his fussy daughter, a mother busily checking her shopping list on her phone. They all seemed preoccupied with their own worlds, but none of them seemed devastated. For a moment, I envied the calm. But then I realized, maybe they had their storms too, just invisible. Just like me.I paused in front of the fruit rack. Shiny red apples were neatly arranged, fresh green grapes glistening with dew. I picked a few and weighed them. Meanwhile, Noah was busy selecting oranges, his tiny hands putting them one by one into a plastic bag. I watched him, amazed at how seriously he was taking this small "task.""My son so smart," I said, patting his head. Noah smiled proudly, his cheeks slightly flushed.Noah took my hand as I stopped in front of the cereal counter. "Mommy," he called softly."Hm?" I turned my head, meeting his suddenly serious eyes."Are we really going to l
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Sienna’s POV We stopped a taxi. On the way, Noah leaned against my shoulder, his eyes nearly closed. I gently rubbed his back, letting him rest a bit in the middle of the noisy, congested streets.Behind the glass, the city continued as usual, people rushing, horns honking, street vendors shouting their wares. And in this taxi, I sat with the most precious part of my life, the reason I held on even though the world seemed to want to tear me apart time and time again.I took a deep breath. My head was still filled with Emily's voice, her challenging gaze, and words that slapped my ego and my old wounds. But I looked at Noah again, his breathing was steady, his lips slightly parted from exhaustion, and suddenly all the noise faded.Maybe it was true, my heart was still fragile. Maybe my decision yesterday, to go back to Liam, wasn't the wisest. But every time I look at Noah, I know that everything I do isn't just about a long-lost love. This is about
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