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2025-09-28 01:49:03Sienna’s POV
I stood in front of the grand gate of the private elementary school, gazing at the school’s name elegantly engraved on a marble plaque. The gate was tall, made of sturdy black iron, adorned with purple bougainvillea flowers cascading beautifully on both sides. From inside came the cheerful voices of children, mixed with the sharp whistle of a PE teacher.Noah pressed his little face against the gate, his eyes sparkling with curiosity. “Mommy, Daddy this place is so cool!” he exclaimed enthusiastically.I smiled at him. His excitement felt contagious, even though inside me was an unease I couldn’t quite explain. Choosing a school wasn’t just about facilities or prestige. This was about Noah’s future. About the new world he was about to enter.I lingered there in front of the gate, sensing an invisible weight resting on my shoulders. The morning breeze carried the scent of bougainvillea petals falling one by one to the ground, adding a peaceful touch. Ye
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Sienna's POV “Mom,” he called suddenly, his voice soft.“Yes, sweetheart?”“If Bam returns Noah’s pencil case later Noah can use it again, right?”The question was simple, but there was hope tucked inside it. I nodded. “Of course you can. It’s yours.”He let out a small breath, like half a sigh of relief. “Noah just doesn’t want Bam to be sad.”My heart gave a gentle ache. I brushed the back of his hand with my thumb. “You did something good today. And you’re allowed to still have your own feelings. Both can exist at the same time.”He tilted his head, thinking it through. “Like sharing but still having?”“Yes,” I said with a smile. “Just like that.”The taxi passed rows of trees. Afternoon light filtered through the windows and fell across Noah’s face, making his eyelashes look long. I watched him and suddenly felt how fast time was moving. It felt like only yesterday he was learning to say his first word; now he was learning about empath
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Sienna's POV I chose to pick up Noah myself today. After everything that happened at the publishing office, my head felt too full, and somehow all I wanted was to see my son’s face. As if doing that would help my breathing return to normal.I sat in the back seat of the taxi, leaning against the seat while watching the streets pass by through the window. The hum of the engine was steady, soft enough not to disturb me, real enough to keep me awake. My hands rested on the bag in my lap, fingers unconsciously intertwined an old habit whenever my thoughts became too crowded.After the meeting at the publishing office earlier, I knew I wasn’t capable of driving myself. My head throbbed lightly, not from pain, but from too many things pushing to be thought through at once. Decisions, courage, and the shadows of the past blended together. So I ordered a taxi, choosing to sit quietly and let someone else carry my body to the next destination.The taxi driver turne
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Emily's POV “Yes,” Willy replied. “The contract is substantial. The exposure is wide. This project ” I stopped hearing the rest. Life Techno Group. Liam’s company. My heart beat faster. Then, without holding back, a corner of my lips lifted. Slowly. Surely. A smile that hadn’t appeared in a long time. “Interesting,” I murmured. Willy looked at me, slightly hesitant. “Miss, are you okay?” “Okay?” I repeated. “No, Willy. I’m more than okay.” I walked away from the window, moving through the living room with lighter steps than before. My chest, which had felt so tight earlier, now seemed filled with fresh air. “How funny,” I said with a smile. “When everyone thought I had fallen, fate opened the door most relevant.” Willy blinked, trying to follow my train of thought. “You mean because Life Techno Group belongs to Mr. Liam?” I stopped walking, turning to him. My smil
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Emily's POV I stood with my back to Willy, still watching the city’s reflection in the glass. Silence hung thick and suffocating. Several seconds passed before I heard his hesitant footsteps approaching, as if afraid to disturb the storm that hadn’t fully passed.“Miss,” he called carefully.I didn’t answer.“This apartment feels too quiet when you’re like this,” he continued, trying to start a conversation without touching the flame of my anger. “Maybe you’d like to sit down? I can make some tea.”I chuckled softly, without humor. “Tea?” I turned halfway, looking at him through the glass reflection. “You think tea can fix a reputation that’s already being forgotten?”I swallowed. “I’m not saying that.”“Then what?” I finally turned fully to face him. “Say it. Don’t just stand there with that pitiful look on your face.”He exhaled, then lifted his head. “I think Miss is being too hard on herself.”Those words made me let out
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Emily's POV I got into my luxury car with a harsh movement, slamming the door harder than necessary. The scent of genuine leather and the overly cold air conditioning greeted me, but none of this luxury made my chest feel any lighter. I kicked off my heels carelessly, propping my feet up on the seat with an indifferent attitude.Willy was already sitting in the front seat.“Miss Emily,” he said cautiously, as if every word had to be measured to avoid triggering an explosion. “Shall we just go straight home today?”I leaned my head back against the headrest, staring at the ceiling of the car. “Yes,” I answered lazily. “I’m tired.”The car started moving. The roads felt longer than usual, even though the distance was the same. I closed my eyes, but instead of relief, Sienna’s face appeared the calm look in her eyes, her words piercing without even raising her voice. It hurt more than any slap.I opened my eyes, annoyed.Why does it feel like everyone today
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