MasukSienna's POV Liam was still sitting beside me. I could feel him looking at me. He didn't try to make me talk. He didn't try to say I was wrong about what I said. I was thankful for that.If he had tried to argue I might have fallen apart again.I took a breath trying to calm down but it didn't seem to help. Every time I closed my eyes I saw Noah's face. The way he looked at me. The way he talked to me like I was a stranger.That hurt more than anything."I don't know when things changed," I whispered, to myself.Noah used to come and look for me right away. He would tell me things. Small things that now seem precious. Even just sitting with me in this room without saying much made me feel close to him.Now everything feels distant. So far away.I swallowed hard trying to hold back my emotions. This time they didn't explode. They just settled, quiet and heavy."Maybe I
Sienna's POVThe house was really quiet.I sat on the sofa in the living room just staring out the window at the garden. The morning sun was shining in. It did not make me feel any better.There was this empty feeling.My mind kept thinking about the things about Noah.About what he said yesterday.He was not happy at home. That really hurt me.I closed my eyes and it felt like someone was hurting me over and over.I tried to be understanding. I gave him space even when I knew something was wrong.But it was not enough he still pulled away from me he still hurt me.My hands were clenched into fists on my lap.I whispered to myself. "How could you be so mean to me?"I started crying. I could not stop the tears. I quickly wiped them away.I was really tired, not my body but my heart and my mind too.Ev
Noah's POVThe whisper was so quiet I could barely hear it.I felt like I had gone far this time.That morning was really quiet.I just kept staring at the ceiling hoping to find some answers. There was nothing. Just a big empty white space, like how I was feeling now.My hand was still clenched on the blanket. It started to loosen up slowly. I was really exhausted. My anger was gone too. All I had left was regret.I let out a sigh and covered my face with my hand. My chest felt tight like something was pushing on me from the inside. I kept thinking about what I said. It was too real.I said some really mean things to my mom. I told her she was always so dramatic and possessive. I said I was not happy at home anymore.I groaned softly. I turned my face to the side. I whispered to myself, "Idiot."Why did I say those things? Why did I not stop myself? I knew my mom was
Noah's POV My head felt heavy. My body too.Every time I tried to move even a little, pain spread through my entire body. But somehow, it still didn’t compare to what I felt inside.It hurt more. Far more.I closed my eyes. “I want to rest, Mom,” I said softly.I really didn’t have the strength to explain everything right now. Not because I didn’t want to. But because I knew this wouldn’t end well.“No.”Mommy’s voice made me open my eyes immediately. Her tone was firm. Leaving no room for refusal.“You’re not resting until you explain everything.”I let out a slow breath. I expected that. I turned my head slightly toward her. Her face was still filled with emotion.Tears still lingered in the corners of her eyes. But this time it wasn’t just a worry. There was anger too.“If you don’t want to talk,” she continued, “I’ll go to Rachel’s house.”My chest tightened instantly.“What?” I asked quickly.“I’ll ask them t
Sienna's POV I was lying on the bed. I saw Noah with bandages on his arm and shoulder. There were scratches on his face. It hurt my chest.“Noah." My voice was weak.I quickly walked toward him.Then I saw someone else.Rachel.She was standing beside Noah’s bed. I stopped moving for a moment.Why was she here? All my emotions got mixed up. I felt a big surge.I looked at both of them. "What exactly happened?" I asked, my voice shaking but firm.Noah glanced at me briefly. He looked really tired. "I’m fine, Mom.”That answer made me mad. "Fine?!" I repeated. "You call this fine?!”My hand pointed at his injuries. "Look at yourself Noah!”He was silent. I stepped closer. Stared at him. "Now explain everything.”My tone was firm. There was no room for avoidance. "Why haven’t you been going to college? Why did you l
Sienna's POVMy phone started ringing while I was sitting in the living room trying to calm down. For some reason today felt off. I had been feeling uneasy all day ever since Noah walked out the door.I looked at my phone. It was a number I did not know. My heart started beating right away. I answered it. "Hello?"The person at the end sounded very serious. "Good Afternoon is this Mrs. Sienna?""Yes this is me.""We are calling from the hospital. We need to tell you that your son, Noah is here because he was in an accident -"Everything just stopped."What?" My voice was shaking. "An accident?""Yes, ma'am. He is being taken care of now. We think you should come here soon as you can."My hands started shaking fast. "Yes I will be there."I do not even remember how I ended the call. My phone almost fell out of my hand. "Noah." I said it out loud softly.
Sienna's POV We headed to the cashier laughing softly. It seemed as though there was room within me once more. Room to breathe. Room to hope. Room to progress.We exited the café at a speed the late afternoon breeze caressing our skin. Liliana quickly indicated a quaint cake sh
Sienna's POV “We’d also want you to engage in the media," she adds. "You might share your journey, teaser excerpts or behind-the-scenes anecdotes. Readers enjoy feeling connected to their writers.”That aspect makes me anxious. I’m not someone who quickly steps into the limelig
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







