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Sienna’s POV

Emily walked toward her vanity, never sparing me another glance. She dried her hair briskly, as if trying to wipe away the awkwardness of my presence. She placed the towel on the chair, then looked at me through the mirror.

“If you want to help, just do it from outside. I don’t like people touching my personal things, especially in my room,” she added, her voice now sharp enough to cut through bone.

I took a slow breath, holding back the anger that pressed heavily in my chest. I hadn’t even wanted to be in this room. But out of duty—out of a routine I still tried to uphold even though I knew my place had been replaced—I came.

“Alright,” I said quietly. I lowered my gaze and reached for the folded clothes I hadn’t yet set down.

“Sienna,” she called suddenly, stopping me at the door.

I turned my head slowly.

Emily was staring at me, eyes narrowed. “I know you don’t like having me here. But don’t think you can win anyone’s sympathy in this house just by acting sweet o
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Rosita Flores
why are you so idiot sienna
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Laura V
Yet another tired, overused trope. Being accused unlikely set up, for theft. I'm gonna skip ahead several chapters. See if it gets more interesting.
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    Liam's POV I took a deep breath before answering. “Appendicitis,” I said quietly, trying to hold back the worry still lingering in my voice. “Luckily, it didn’t reach the point of needing surgery. But Sienna, seriously how could you let yourself go without water? You only drank coffee and soda, didn’t you?” My tone unconsciously rose. “Did you think your body could endure that?”She lowered her head, clearly unwilling to respond. I could see the guilt in her eyes, but it wasn’t enough to ease my frustration.I held my breath, trying to suppress the storm of emotions inside my chest. My gaze remained fixed on Sienna—her body weak, her face pale, her hair messy. She lowered her head, as if hiding from my stare.In that silence, my mind was loud, filled with fragments of images that made my blood run uneasy. The image of her collapsed body on the apartment floor, her skin cold, lips pale, breath barely steady. All of it replayed in my head like a recording I couldn’

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    Liam's POV As the nurse pushed Sienna’s bed into the VIP ward, I walked beside her. There was a strong urge inside me to make sure everything was perfect—the mattress soft enough, the lighting calm, even the scent of the room not too sharp. I wanted her to be comfortable. Not just safe, but truly able to rest.Once everything was set, the nurse excused herself. The room fell silent, the only sound the steady beeping of the heart monitor. Sienna was still asleep, her face pale, her hair slightly disheveled. I sat in the chair next to her bed, watching her for a long while. Relief came from the doctor’s assurance that her condition wasn’t too serious, yet fear still lingered—fear of losing her.I leaned back in the chair, trying to steady my breathing. The room was too quiet. The rhythmic machine was calming, but it also made every passing second feel heavy. My gaze never left Sienna, her frail body hidden under the white blanket.The door creaked softly. A middle-age

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    Liam’s POV An accident. It was clear. Thin smoke still rose from the side of the road, a crowd had gathered, and several officers were directing traffic, urging drivers to wait. My fingers tapped impatiently against the steering wheel, anxiety crawling higher by the second. Every moment that passed felt like torture.A glance at the dashboard clock only tightened the knot in my chest. The longer I sat here, the sharper my panic grew. Dark thoughts clawed their way back in despite my earlier attempts to push them away. What if my instinct was right? What if she was alone right now, helpless—and I was stuck here, useless?I closed my eyes for a breath, inhaled deeply, exhaled slow. But that only heightened my awareness of the chaos outside. Sirens wailed, tires screeched, scattered voices shouted from the crowd. The sound of it all pressed against my skull, feeding the unease.Traffic crawled forward, a few meters at a time, only to halt again. Frustration made me sla

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    Liam’s POV The clock on the nightstand read five in the morning when I woke up. The house was silent, yet my chest felt unbearably heavy. This unease wasn't like the usual kind. It was sharper, gnawing at me as though something was wrong.I sat at the edge of the bed, running both hands over my face. Normally, I would fall back asleep after waking this early, but not this time. My body refused. There was a pull—an invisible alarm screaming inside me. I got up, walked to the window, and pushed the curtain aside. The sky outside was still draped in gray, dawn only beginning to break through the night. The cold air slipped in, brushing against my skin, but it wasn’t the chill that made me shiver. It was the emptiness, the strange pull toward something I couldn’t name.I tried to ignore it. I made coffee, sat at the table, turned on my phone. But even as my eyes stared at the blank screen, my mind drifted in one direction. Sienna. Her name appeared uninvited, clear and insi

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    Sienna's POV I open my eyes. No. This isn’t the time to drown in the past. I came here to rebuild my life, not to get tangled in an old story that may never be fixed.But I also can’t lie to myself. There’s something different about him. Whether it’s only my imagination or a real change in him—I don’t know. What I do know is that my body still trembles whenever I hear his name.I don’t want to give him false hope. But I also can’t tell him to stop—not because I like it, but because I don’t even know what I feel.The truth isn’t always yes or no. Sometimes the truth lives in the pause, in the hesitation, in the silence. That’s where I am now.I let out a long breath. If Liam truly wants to mend things, he’ll have to be patient. Because this time I won’t throw myself into the fire just because he claims the flames have gone out.I need to be sure first—that this wound is worth healing. That the one standing with him is a whole version of me, no

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    Sienna's POV I was still silent after sharing my worries with Liliana.“You’re human, Sienna. You’re allowed to hope. You’re allowed to be afraid. But you also have the right to be happy. If Liam truly has changed, and you feel there’s a small space to trust again then you’re allowed to try,” Liliana said, her voice tinged with concern.A small smile touched my lips, though tears threatened to fall. “Thank you.”“Always,” she replied softly. “But if he hurts you again, I’ll find him, drag him to the sea, and drown him against the reef.”I laughed, genuinely this time. “You’re so dramatic.”“But you still love him, don’t you?” she teased with a laugh.I rubbed my face. “I’m still learning to make peace.”That felt enough for the day.After ending the call with Liliana, I stared at the dimming screen of my phone. The call had been brief, yet it felt like opening a valve I had kept tightly shut. The feelings I had kept buried finally spilled out,

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