INICIAR SESIÓNLiam’s POV
The hallways of the hospital consistently carried a scent, a blend of disinfectant, chilly air and nervous tension that hovered like a faint mist. Each time I stepped into such a place a part of me clenched immediately. Countless painful memories remained here. Endless nights and defeats I wished to forget.Yet my pace remained swift, nearly hurried. The noise of my shoes striking the ground seemed loud, against the backdrop of buzzing machines and the nurses’ sofLiam's POV I stepped closer, meeting her gaze directly.“I think I found Noah.”The words came out firm, and in an instant, her expression changed.Her eyes widened.“What?”“I’m not completely sure,” I continued, “but someone saw him.”“Where?” her voice trembled.“In front of a boxing gym.”Silence fell for a few seconds as if her mind needed time to process it.“Boxing?”I nodded. I could see everything beginning to connect in her mind.Noah’s injuries. His exhaustion. The changes in him all this time. Sienna drew in a sharp breath. “He was with me all this time.”Her words trailed off. I didn’t finish them for her. Because we both already knew the answer. “Liam,” her voice shifted, “we have to go there.”There was hope in her tone. And fear. I nodded without hesitation. “That’s what we’re going to do.”She didn’t wait any longer. She immediately turned, grabbing her bag with quick movements. Even th
Liam's POV That day was done. Or at least, it ought to have been.I walked out of my work with a load in my steps that felt more heavy than normal. My s͏uit was still tidy, my tie just right, but my mind was a jumble.Since the morning I had made myself pay attention to work. Meetings, choices, signs, all things moved ahead but none of it really stuck in my headBecause of one thing.Noah.I hit the lift button and sat. My image in the shiny wall seemed more tired than I wished to say.Ding.The doors opened, and I went in. As the lift went down to the lobby and opened again my steps got slow as soon as my feet hit the shiny floor.The air was more calm than normal, but still busy enough to make my mind feel full. Folks walked about, chats mixed with ringing phones and steps bouncing off marble floorsI walked right to the door, planning to go back. Or a
Emily's POV I went back to my seat. Crossed my legs. The room was quiet again with the sound of medical equipment in the background.I looked at her for a few seconds making sure everything was going the way I wanted. Then my phone started vibrating.The name appeared on the screen. It was my husband, Robert.I stared at it for a few seconds before I smiled a little. It was not because I was happy. Because I knew I had to handle this conversation just right.I got up slowly. Stepped away from Rachel's bed so she would not hear me talking. Then I answered the call."Hello?" I said, my voice soft and calm."Emily."My husband's tone was serious just like I thought it would be. I did not need to see him to know what he looked like."I heard Rachel is in the hospital." I closed my eyes for a moment. News like this always gets to him."How di
Emily's POV I turned my head a bit while I kept watching her. “You’re anxious about him, right?” I said softly.She did not reply right away, but her silence was already enough. I nodded slowly confirming my guess.As expected.I had a slow breath before I drew the line. “Rachel,” I said gently.She turned to me. “Don’t get too close to Noah." I said clearly. She frowned at my words.“Why?" she asked. I smiled a little.“Because he is not a man." I said. She did not agree. I could see she was not sure.So I kept going.“You saw it yourself didn’t you?" I said, tilting my head. "The wounds on his body, his face, his hands. Even the way he moves.”She was quiet again. I could see her remembering. I spoke slowly.“Not just that. He even ran away from his home.”I looked at her sharply. "A man like that." I paused.
Emily's POV Soon, a nurse came and told me that Rachel was going to be moved to a special room. Of course I wouldn’t let my daughter stay in a regular ward, because it all had to meet a kind of standard.I went after them and watched Rachel, who was still resting weak but already much better than she was before. After some time, we reached a quieter room that seemed more right for the situation.I sat next to her bed and waited nicely until her eyes finally shifted. When they slowly opened up, I leaned in a bit and said her name softly."Rachel," I said softly, seeing her blink a bit to clear her sight. Her look was still hazy, but she was awake."Mom?" she said softly, her voice really low. I nodded a bit and showed I was there with no delay.“Yeah” I said coolly, keeping my face calm. She stared around the room, not sure but still able to answer."How do you feel?" I asked, looking at each bit
Emily's POV I did not answer. I only gave a smile. “It is nothing.” I do not need to explain everything to Noah I glanced toward Rachel’s bed back at Noah. “The important thing is you know about Rachel and me.” I stepped closer until the distance between Noah and me allowed me to clearly see every detail of his expression. The slight tension in his jaw, the stiffness in his shoulders and the way his gaze tried to remain steady despite the turmoil beneath it. He did not step back from me. That was interesting about Noah. Most people would feel pressured standing in front of Emily like this. Noah remained where he was. Upright. Holding his ground against me. I liked that about Noah. “I did not know Rachel was allergic." he repeated quietly as if wanting to make sure Emily understood. "If I had known about Ra
Sienna's POV “The idea can be straightforward yet it requires a narrative," Emily remarked as she browsed the images. "We aim to showcase your identity as an author. Nothing. Inconsistent, with who you are.”My fingers nervously played with the corner of the paper laid out befo
Sienna's POVThe moment the doors of the publisher building shut behind me I released a sigh I’d been keeping inside since earlier. It seemed like all my energy had been sapped during that meeting not due to the conversation itself but because Emily’s unexpected arrival stirred up old feeling
Sienna's POV “I'm just scared of hoping much " I murmured softly. "Scared that if I begin to think I deserve happiness I’ll realize that I don’t.”“If anything vanishes," Liliana answered softly, "it won’t happen due to your desires. It will occur because it wasn’t destined for
Sienna's POV That morning began with a warm kind of bustle. Noah trotted around holding his bag, while Liam tried to button his shirt with one hand and fix Noah’s hair with the other. I chuckled softly watching such a simple scene, yet one that always managed to calm my heart.“Daddy, my







