เข้าสู่ระบบSienna's POV
The moment the apartment door shut behind me, silence wrapped itself around the room. No sound of Noah’s little feet running to grab my attention, no warm aroma of coffee drifting from the kitchen like it had that morning. Just me, an empty space, and the faint hum of city traffic seeping through the thin curtains.I set my small bag down on the sofa and stood there for a while, gazing around. Everything was still the same, the half-organized row of books on the shelf, tNoah's POV “Like this?” Rachel asked.I didn’t answer.Because I knew, from anyone’s perspective, this looked wrong.But I didn’t know any other way.“Do you know they’re looking for you?” she continued.My chest tightened slightly.Of course I knew. Mommy wouldn’t stay silent. Daddy wouldn’t either.But I couldn’t go back. Not yet.“It’s not my concern right now,” I said quietly.Rachel went silent. Her expression changed again. This time there was something like disappointment.“Not your concern?” she repeated.I looked away briefly.That sounded colder than I intended.“I’m not saying I don’t care,” I added quickly. “I just can’t face it right now.”She didn’t respond immediately.She just looked at me. For a long time.As if trying to understand, but also holding herself back.“I didn’t know you were this much of a coward,” she finally said, softly but sharply.I turned to her immediately.“A cowa
Noah's POV The smell of the ocean and herbs greeted us right away. It was warm and nice. Away from the loud sound of the training spot before.We sat facing one another. A server came with the list, and I slid it to Rachel.“Order whatever you want.”She shook her head quickly. “I’m not hungry.”I looked at her flatly, not believing it.At that time, a quiet noise from her belly ended the stillness.I stifled a grin. She quickly looked away, very shy.“I said I’m not hungry,” she says, a bit defensive.I raised an eyebrow. “Your stomach disagrees.”She let out a small huff.I asked for some meals without waiting for her.“This one, this, and add drinks.”I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to not think about the quiet that was getting thicker. The spot was really cozy. You could hear a soft sound of waves far aw
Noah's POVI step down from the ring slowly feeling a pain in my shoulder and back. The injury is still there, it has not fully healed yet. This time I do not let it bother me.I sit on the bench, grab a towel and wipe my face. My breathing is still heavy. It is not crazy like it was on the first day when I almost fell down before training even started.The trainer is standing near me watching me without saying much. That is what he always does. He does not give compliments or comments.. From his silence I know he sees something in me."You are starting to get better," he finally says.I do not answer away. I just nod slowly while taking another sip of water. His words are simple. They make me feel a little better.Least I am not doing all this for nothing.I look back at the ring. The mat has marks on it. Footsteps, punches and the place where I fell and got up again.Now I am stil
Noah's POV The boxing gloves feel tighter now. I pull the straps firmly, making sure there are no gaps that could interfere with my movement. Sweat has already soaked my temples, even though the warm-up is not fully finished yet.But this time, it feels different.I stand in front of the large mirror in the corner of the room. My breathing is still heavy, but not as bad as it was a few days ago.More stable control.I raise both hands and throw a few punches into the air.Fast. Faster than before.I narrow my eyes. There is a change.Small, but real.“Do not just look. Feel it.”The trainer’s voice comes from behind me. I glance slightly, then focus back on my reflection in the mirror.I take a deep breath, then exhale slowly.Focus.I start moving again. One step forward.Right hook.Left jab.Uppercut.I control my breathing rhythm, trying to align it with every movement I make. Each punch is no longer thrown wi
Liam's POV “What if he doesn’t come back?” I asked again, more to myself than to him.My employee fell silent for a moment. He seemed to think, then stepped a little closer, still maintaining a professional distance.“Usually they will come back, sir,” he said quietly. “As long as they know there’s still a place to return to.”That made me lift my head.“A place to return to.” I repeated softly.I thought of home. The living room. The stairs. Sienna’s wounded face. And Noah leaving without looking back.Does he still see that house as a place to return to?Or have we made it feel like a place he wants to avoid?I swallowed slowly. That question was uncomfortable. But real.“Do you have a child?” I asked suddenly.He seemed slightly surprised, but nodded. “One, sir. Still in high school.”I nodded slowly. “And you let them get lost like that?”He gave a small smile. “I watch from a distance.”I frowned slightly.“What d
Liam's POV I shut my eyes for a bit, then let out a big breath.But Sienna, I sighed again. She couldn't see it like that.For her, all must be now. All must be clear. All must be safe! I understood. She’s a mother. She’s worried.But sometimes, she goes too far.Too forceful. Too controlling.I opened my eyes, staring blankly at the ceiling.“If only-”The words stayed not done. If only that night didn't take place. If only Sienna didn’t shut Noah in his room.If only I had been firmer. Or maybe gentler.I did not know. All I knew was that from that time, all things had changed.Noah ran off. He was gone without a sign.I bent my head, rubbing the back of my neck that was tight.“How did it come to this?”I truly didn’t know what else to do.Sienna blamed me. Said I was too lenient. Too indulgent.While
Sienna's POV I slowly turned the glass of water in front of me, watching the tiny bubbles rise to the surface. “Sometimes I feel like I have to be strong all the time. Like if I stop for even a moment, everything will fall apart.”“But it’s usually the opposite,” he said calmly. “Things
Sienna's POV As soon as we arrived at the Italian restaurant Liam had chosen, the atmosphere shifted drastically from the quiet of the library. The air inside was warm and fragrant, a blend of basil, garlic, fresh tomatoes, and toasted bread. Large windows faced the busy city street, wh
Sienna's POV At the table in the living room, Noah sat intently with scissors and tape beside him. Light blue wrapping paper was spread out, and one by one the items we had bought earlier were neatly grouped together: pencil case, notebooks, colored pencils, uniform, bag, new shoes, and a fe
Sienna's POV I stared at the small name in the bottom right corner, the cover artist’s name and my brow immediately furrowed.“Who is this?” I murmured. The name sounded unfamiliar, and there was no other information on the cover. No address, no phone number, not even a small website.







