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Author: Akina
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Sienna’s POV

My heart felt crushed from the inside. How did this home—once filled with laughter, love, and sacrifice—turn into a prison of blame, hatred, and exile?

Liam... the man I once proudly called mine, the one I once called home. Now he doesn't even have a shred of trust in me. He just stood there in silence while I was accused of stealing. Just watched, frozen, letting me get slapped without a single word of defense.

Noah... my son.

The child I gave birth to with so much pain. The one I kissed every night before bed. The one I lovingly made school lunches for every morning. Now he’s hugging another woman right in front of me, accepting every accusation thrown my way.

Tears kept falling, uncontrollably.

I got up weakly, then sat on the edge of the bed. My eyes landed on the small calendar on the desk. Slowly, my hand reached out and pulled the red marker I had tucked beside it.

Today… is day four in my countdown.

My hands trembled as I uncapped the marker. That small c
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