LOGINSienna's POV
While Liam remained still, I turned and whispered "I think, maybe it's time to start over."Instead of answering, he looked up and gave me the impression that it was warming my heart. The verdict follows. Even without words, he understood at that moment.Noah started to feel drowsy just moments later. He leaned into the sofa, his red robot fleeing from his lap. I gazed at him and smirked.His first day at school seems to have left him feeling completely drained.Liam inspected his watch. "It's almost nine. Carry him to his room with me.”I nodded. He stood up, leaned back and lifted Noah with great strength. The little boy wrapped his arms around Liam's neck without waking him up.?... As they made their way towards Noah's room, I observed Liam carefully place his arms in his bed, adjust the blanket, and kiss him on the forehead before departing.Liam sat in silence, shutting the door and keeping it quiet. As he came towards me, hSienna's POV While Liam remained still, I turned and whispered "I think, maybe it's time to start over." Instead of answering, he looked up and gave me the impression that it was warming my heart. The verdict follows. Even without words, he understood at that moment.Noah started to feel drowsy just moments later. He leaned into the sofa, his red robot fleeing from his lap. I gazed at him and smirked.His first day at school seems to have left him feeling completely drained.Liam inspected his watch. "It's almost nine. Carry him to his room with me.”I nodded. He stood up, leaned back and lifted Noah with great strength. The little boy wrapped his arms around Liam's neck without waking him up.?... As they made their way towards Noah's room, I observed Liam carefully place his arms in his bed, adjust the blanket, and kiss him on the forehead before departing.Liam sat in silence, shutting the door and keeping it quiet. As he came towards me, h
Sienna's POV As Liam looked down, I observed his face with a tightening of his jaw and he had stray hair. He was a softly glowing young man who had been exposed to warm light from the lamp above the table. I hadn't had the chance to really see him like this before. He was unlike him, but still had a certain demeanor. He remained the same stubborn man I knew until now, but with a gentle and quiet expression.While using his fork, Noah began to shape spaghetti into small letters on his plate.He exclaimed, "Mommy, this letter is the N!" "Don't try to mess around with your food, okay?" I replied. "Thanks, that's great." He sped away and said, "Just briefly," staring at me with his big pleading eyes.Liam chuckled softly beside him.“This time, we can pardon him,” he said in a lowly voice. He added, "The chef needs some entertainment after his hard work in the kitchen." I gave him a sharp look but couldn't resist chuckling. "You're ruining
Sienna's POV The main door opened slowly, then came the noise of steps I knew well.Noah quickly turned from his seat and yelled in joy,“Daddy!” before leaping down and rushing to say hi to him.I grinned from the kitchen, still holding a dish I had just cleaned. A bit later, Liam showed up at the entrance of the dining room. His face seemed worn, but his eyes brightened right away when he saw what was there, our jumbled dining table, the smell of tomato sauce in the air and Noah hanging on to his legs.“Well, it seems like I got here at the right time,” he said, glancing down at Noah. “What have you both been doing here?”Noah hit his chest happily. “We made pasta! Mom cooked and I helped mix the sauce!”Liam lifted a brow, staring at me with a small grin. “Really? Then can daddy come for dinner?”I stared at him for a bit, faking to ponder. “Hmm... maybe. But just if you clean your hands first.”He laugh
Sienna's POV I resorted to minor things, such as warming up the soup I bought, setting the dinner table, and possibly placing toast on my child's plate. It was obvious from the smell of warm food that he was so excited to see it and then invite Liam out for dinner.Just that snapshot brought a smile to my face.It could be that happiness was meant to feel authentic and peaceful, rather than being extravagant or unexpected.The taxi moved again. As Noah fell asleep, the lights of the nearby shops reflected off his face and began to dance across it. Then he slowly lifted his head towards me until it just lay on my arm. I gazed at him without pause, brushing his hair softly to prevent any disturbance. It had that tender pain in my chest, like the discovery of a lost part.I understood that this journey wasn't solely about returning home from school. It was symbolic, a new beginning for us, an emerging friendship, and reassurance that hope would slowly fill the empt
Sienna's POV I took a deep breath, trying to soothe the sudden surge in my heart. The handles of the shopping bags made me feel like I was holding my hands. The sight of small faces rushed past me, and I kept my attention on the first-grade classroom door. They were all waiting for me.And then I saw him.Noah emerged with his small Avengers backpack, his hair a little frizzy, and his cheeks flushed from all the play. His gaze widened to his right and left, but I caught my attention.Holding out his small hand, he exclaimed "Mommy!" I was beaming with joy. All the tiredness of the day ceased at that moment. As I came towards him, I crouched down and gave a tight hug. Despite the warmth of his small body, the scent of soap and child's sweat permeated my nose.His eyes were bright as he smiled at him, saying "Mommy came!" “Of course, sweetheart. Mommy, I thought you were gone," I said softly, stroking his hair.With laughter, he said, "I thought may
Sienna's POV I left the supermarket with two shopping bags and admired the evening sky, which was muted golden orange in color. I looked at the watch on my wrist. It was almost three o'clock. Then it hit me. Noah.He started attending the new school today.Liam was supposed to pick him up, but the urge to put his face first made it difficult for him. I glanced at the shoulder of the road, then raised my hand to signal a taxi that was approaching.The taxi sped through rows of shops and then traveled slowly through the city park. I crouched against the seat, observing the world outside the window. My heart sped away, an odd amalgamation of excitement and enthusiasm. My thoughts have shifted towards small moments that brought back my sense of vitality, rather than dwelling on work or the past. Taking my son home, writing and cooking.The ride was about twenty minutes long. The taxi rolled beneath the trees that lined the sidewalk in cool afternoon weather. The w







