LOGINSienna's POV
Liam was quiet for a moment, then finally sighed deeply. “Alright, if you say so.”I smiled. “Noah will be happy too if you come home without that burdened look on your face.”He nodded, rubbing his face. “I’ll come back as soon as I can.”I leaned back against the sofa, relieved that he had finally accepted it. But quietly, I also realized something. Over the past few months, our relationship has felt constantly tested.With Emily suddenly reappearing, mySienna's POV I looked at his face in panic, seeing the marks and bruises scattered across his skin. Some had already dried, while others were still fresh.My chest tightened instantly. “Oh my God.”I gently brushed his cheek, almost afraid to touch him. “Why are you like this?”My eyes began to burn. The tears I had been holding back finally fell. I couldn’t stop them anymore.“Three days, Noah.”My voice broke.“You disappeared for three days.”My arms wrapped around him again. Tighter.“I didn’t know where you were. I didn't know if you were okay or not.”I clutched his shirt still afraid.I kept holding him tightly, as if my body was moving on its own without control. The warmth of his body felt real in my arms, and that alone was enough to slowly break down my defenses.He’s really here.Not a shadow. Not a possibility. But real, right in front of me.“Noah.” I whispered again, my voice almost gone.I pulled back
Sienna's POV I didn’t reply quickly after my own words sat in the air. It felt like something was pushing on my chest, too full to let out but also too hurtful to keep inside.The auto kept going, but my brain had got there first.Imagining Noah.The way he stood. The way he walked. If he was still in pain, if he was eating right. Little things that used to feel normal now turned into lots of worries!I nipped my lip, holding in the tears that almost came out again.Not now.I can’t fall apart now.My hands gripped harder, nearly to the spot of hurt. Yet it helped. At least I could still touch something true.“Sienna.”Liam’s voice came softly from beside me.I didn’t turn right away.“When we see him later,” he said slowly, “try not to push him too fast.”I closed my eyes for a moment.Force.
Liam'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.
Liam’s POV It’s been a week since Sienna left, but to me, time hasn’t moved. The days feel empty. The house remains the same, yet hollow. Too quiet. Too still. I haven’t touched the coffee sitting on the table since this morning. It’s grown cold. I sit in the living room without turning
Liam’s POV Noah’s small body trembled, tears rolling down his cheeks one by one. Suddenly, I felt completely hollow.This pain… it wasn’t just about Sienna. It was about Noah too. About the wounds I had now passed down to our son… because of my own blindness.My mother rushed to Noah, kneeling a
Liam’s POV I tried to keep going, to stick to my routines as if nothing had changed. But the truth was, every morning when I woke up, I had to force myself out of bed. Every night, the silence in this room quietly judged me. No more light footsteps from Sienna. No more aroma of her favorite
Sienna’s POV I held the half-finished latte cup in my hands. The steam had faded, no longer warm, its aroma blending faintly with the scent of cinnamon from the wooden table and the sweet bread on display. Across from me, Sarah sat with a gaze far softer than when we first met. She seemed ca







