MasukSienna’s POV
My hand gripped Noah's small hand tight, while my other hand sat in Liam's. It felt odd yet so warm. The three of us walked down the mall hall, surrounded by bright lights and the murmur of people.Noah looked to the side sometimes, his eyes shining with wonder when he saw a toy shop or kids’ clothes store with small dolls in nice looks.“Mommy, that one can we go see?” he asked, pointing at a shop with racks full of stuffed toys.I laughed a littleSienna's POV The ride home was much more calm than when we had arrived. The gentle buzz of the motor filled the quiet of night. I sat still looking out a window at the street passing by.The city lights went by one after another.They were all weak. For some reason every one of them made me think of Noah.I shut my eyes for a bit. All I could see was him in the ͏circle. He moved in a manner. He took hits without stepping. His eyes stayed on like nothing was there except him and the gameMy chest felt tight once more. "I still can't think of it."Liam, who was next to me, glanced at me some. "What do you think?""I did not know a thing." My voice felt very weary."All this time he was going there to practice. His body turned out like that." I swallowed hard and said, "I had no clue."Liam didn't answer away.I let out a laugh. It was bitter.
Sienna's POV The auto at last stopped in front of the spot again.The same spot that, not long ago, had made me feel like I’d lost my boy and, at the same time found him again in a whole new way of himself.I stared out the window.The low lights, the soft noises coming from inside, and the door that looked to be between our world and the world Noah picked.The auto door popped open. Noah got out first. I didn’t budge right off till my legs at last went, Liam getting out next to me.I didn’t want this to end like this.Not tonight.“Noah,” I called.He stopped and glanced back slightly.I moved near, trying to keep in check all I wished to say all at a time."Don’t miss Mommy's calls any more, okay." I said soft but strong.I gazed at him strongly, asking without really asking.He looked at me for a bit before he
Noah's POV I really ate. Slowly. A bit at a time.Not because I was hungry.But since I had to find something else to do, besides looking at their eyes.The meal at last stopped, even if none of us truly liked it. I could hardly recall the flavor of the dish I had. All seemed dull, taken in a quiet that was too thick and full with stuff left unspoken.I set my fork down slowly.Dad was the first to end the quiet. “Do you wish to be a boxing player, Noah?”The query made me raise my head right away. Our gazes touched for a bit before I moved my head side to side.“No.”My answer was short. Clear.Mommy spoke right after him.“Then why are you working out like that?” Her voice showed fear. “Your body is full of marks Noah.”I took a calm breath. My eyes quickly looked down at my hands, to the spots that weren’t all better yet.
Noah's POVThe car stopped in front of the restaurant. I looked out the window for a moment. The warm lights inside were nice. It was a difference from the training place we were at earlier. That place was not nice.We got out of the car. Went inside. The restaurant smelled good. I usually like it when it smells like food. Now I was not hungry at all.We sat down. Mommy and Daddy sat on one side. I sat across from them. It felt like I was in trouble or something. Daddy gave me the menu.“Just order what you want." He sounded calm. It felt like he was not really calm.I looked at the menu. I was not really reading it.“Anything." Daddy nodded. Then he looked at Mommy.“What do you want, Sienna?" I felt like Mommy was looking at me. Like she was trying to figure out what I was thinking.“Anything." Daddy sighed. “Alright.
Sienna's POV I looked at his face in panic, seeing the marks and bruises scattered across his skin. Some had already dried, while others were still fresh.My chest tightened instantly. “Oh my God.”I gently brushed his cheek, almost afraid to touch him. “Why are you like this?”My eyes began to burn. The tears I had been holding back finally fell. I couldn’t stop them anymore.“Three days, Noah.”My voice broke.“You disappeared for three days.”My arms wrapped around him again. Tighter.“I didn’t know where you were. I didn't know if you were okay or not.”I clutched his shirt still afraid.I kept holding him tightly, as if my body was moving on its own without control. The warmth of his body felt real in my arms, and that alone was enough to slowly break down my defenses.He’s really here.Not a shadow. Not a possibility. But real, right in front of me.“Noah.” I whispered again, my voice almost gone.I pulled back
Sienna's POV I didn’t reply quickly after my own words sat in the air. It felt like something was pushing on my chest, too full to let out but also too hurtful to keep inside.The auto kept going, but my brain had got there first.Imagining Noah.The way he stood. The way he walked. If he was still in pain, if he was eating right. Little things that used to feel normal now turned into lots of worries!I nipped my lip, holding in the tears that almost came out again.Not now.I can’t fall apart now.My hands gripped harder, nearly to the spot of hurt. Yet it helped. At least I could still touch something true.“Sienna.”Liam’s voice came softly from beside me.I didn’t turn right away.“When we see him later,” he said slowly, “try not to push him too fast.”I closed my eyes for a moment.Force.
Sienna’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 t
Sienna's POV Silence filled the room. Only the warm yet bitter scent of coffee lingered. I knew my words hurt him, but I also knew this was what had to be said.Liam didn’t answer right away. He lowered his head, his shoulders slumping slightly, as though the weight he carried was too he
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, may
Sienna's POV I glanced briefly at Liam. He walked beside me, occasionally stealing glances with a faint smile.My eyes fell on the shopping bags in his hands before returning to Noah, who wouldn’t stop chattering about his new backpack. His mouth ran on and on, full of energy,







