LOGINSienna's POV
Liam stepped closer, placing a hand on Noah’s shoulder, his gaze full of pride. “You did great today.”Noah smiled shyly, then looked at Bam, who stood a few steps away from us, clutching his new bag tightly. Without hesitation, Noah reached for Bam’s hand and said, “Come on, let’s go in. Together.”Bam looked at Noah as if he couldn’t quite believe that someone truly wanted to walk beside him. But then a small smile appeared on his face, warm and innocent. Hand in hEmily'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
Emily's POVI really do not like it when things do not go as planned. I like to be in control of everything. Today a lot of things are not going the way I wanted them to.Rachel is starting to listen to people and Noah is becoming more confident. Now this new thing has happened. Everything is changing in a way that I did not plan.I took a breath and tried to think clearly. If Noah is really here I need to make sure one thing happens.He must not become the center of attention yet. It is not the time.I tilted my head thinking about what could happen. If Rachel is not feeling well she will be easier to talk to and easier to influence.If Noah is with her I can use this situation to my advantage. I can make it into something that will last longer.All of that depends on what is happening right now.The light turned green. The car started moving again. I looked at my watch. Time seems
Emily's POV That afternoon went exactly as I had planned. I sat in the living room, crossing my legs gracefully as I enjoyed a cup of warm tea. The soft scent of jasmine filled the air, calming my mind.Everything should have stayed like this.Controlled.I lifted my cup slowly and took a sip.Warm. Perfect.Then the sound of my phone ringing startled me. It vibrated lightly on the table.I glanced at it. An unknown number. My brow lifted slightly. I usually did not answer calls like this right away.But for some reason, I picked it up.“Yes?”My voice was calm. Professional.“Good afternoon, is this Mrs. Emily?”I frowned slightly.“Yes, it is.”“We are calling from the hospital—”My heart skipped a beat.The hospital?“—we would like to inform you that a patient named Rachel is currently being treated here.”The hand holding my cup froze midair. Time seemed to slow down.“What?” My voice dropped.“Rac
Noah'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
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
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.A
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 bro
Sienna's POV I whispered, "He's mature enough, doesn't he?" With a single glance towards the same direction, Liam nodded in agreement. "It's too fast to judge. But I'm proud." I nodded slightly, my gaze fixed on the classroom door that had recently swallowed this little creature. I







