LOGINSienna's POV
I knew he was worried too. I could see it. I knew he was thinking about Noah.We were different.I couldn't sit still. I couldn't pretend everything would be okay. He could still work. He could still go on with his day like nothing had happened.I took a breath. I tried to steady myself.I wasn't angry. Not really.It felt like disappointment. Maybe a little envy. I couldn't be that strong.ILiam's POV I could hear soft noises from a police station behind him.A door opening. People talking.Footsteps moving back and forth.At the same time, I stayed stuck in a space full of thoughts about my child."Any other developments?"My voice sounded exhausted.Tomy did not answer immediately."There are still some things the investigators are looking over."I frowned slightly."What do you mean?""They're trying to make a more full time line."I stared out the bedroom window.The morning sun was starting to peek through the curtains.That light did not make anything feel better."They wanna know if Emily had been watching your family’s moves before this."My chest tightened immediately.Tracking us?I gripped the phone more firmly.
Liam's POVI sat on the side of the bed, looking at Sienna's face when she was sleeping. She had been asleep since yesterday but she still has not really woken up.I softly moved the bits of hair hiding part of her face. She seemed way more calm than she had in the last few weeks.There was no weeping. No empty looks. No more wild shouts for Noah's name in the night time.Yet, I realized this did not say Sienna was fine. She was just very tired.Her body was making itself to rest. It was trying to fix hurts that could not be seen.I let out a deep sigh. Then I took her chilly hand softly."I know you're still hurting."My sound was gentle. Maybe even more gloomy than I wished it to be.Since Noah was born Sienna has given her whole life to him.I ͏still recall how she freaked out when Noah had a small fever. I remember how she could not rest before his fi
Emily's POV I immediately shook my head. "No." My voice trembled. "I don't want to." The guard didn't care. He gently pushed me inside. I turned around at once. "Wait!" "I'm innocent!" My voice rose. "I didn't kill Noah!" The iron door slammed shut in front of me. Bang! The sound made me freeze. I immediately ran to the bars and gripped them tightly. "Please!" "I didn't mean to do it!" "Please let me out!" I cried and screamed. Yet the corridor remained silent. No one answered. No one cared. Slowly, I sank onto the floor. My sobs grew louder. I wrapped my arms around my knees. I was truly alone. Robert had left me. Rachel hated me. Now, I couldn't even forgive myself anymore. I covered my face with both hands. Yet the harder I tried to forget everything, the clearer Noah's image became. His face. His smile. Then Sienna's vo
Emily’s POV The smell of metal and damp air hit me the moment I stepped inside that place. A prison. A place I had only ever seen on television. Now, I was standing inside it. "No." I shook my head over and over again. This couldn't be happening. I wasn't a criminal. I wasn't a murderer. I had simply lost control that day. I immediately turned toward the officer walking beside me. My voice echoed through the long corridor. "You arrested the wrong person!" "I didn't mean to do it!" The officer kept walking without even looking at me. Panic immediately began to rise inside me. "I'm innocent!" Tears streamed down my face. My voice cracked as I pleaded. "Please listen to me!" Still, there was no response. The handcuffs
Sienna's POV I saw my face in the glass. My eyes were puffy. My face seemed white and tired. I could hardly know myself now. Just a couple weeks ago, I was thinking about simple things. I was thinking about the family dinner. I was thinking about a job. I was thinking about Noah getting near me again. Now all of this felt like a different person's life. It seemed really far away. Liam gently ran his thumb on the back of my hand. That little act made my throat feel tight again. I knew he was trying to stop me from breaking down. I felt thankful for that. Because if I had been by myself, I didn't know if I could have gotten this far. Some days felt like too much. Outside, the streets got busier as we got near the city. Cars came by us from the other way.
Sienna's POV I still felt like I was standing only because I was used to it. Not because I was really strong.Outside the villa I could hear the waves crashing against the shore. It was a sound.It was at odds with the chaos inside the house. Everything around us seemed wrong.Emily slowly lifted her face again. Her eyes were red and filled with despair. "I lost everything."Fresh tears slipped down her cheeks. Her voice was shaking as she tried to speak."Robert left " Her lips were shaking a lot. She looked like she could barely hold herself together."Rachel left me too " I didn't say anything. For the time I realized that Emily was truly alone.Completely alone. There was no one left standing beside her.That loneliness didn't happen overnight. It was built by her choices over many years.Piece by piece. One
Sienna's POV I felt my heart racing.? This desire could have aided in my ability to write with greater authenticity. Perhaps the final section required a heartfelt expression rather than stoic detachment.' Writing is about shedding the most intense layers of our soul. Isn't it?
Sienna's POV Holding Noah's hand, he gasped and gasped. "I want to see it!" “Later, after dinner, okay? At present, get your toys sorted out first with Nanny's assistance.”Noah got up and nodded obediently. "Yes, Mommy!" he said, then ran towards his toy shelf. With a smile on my f
Sienna's POV The moment the apartment door shut behind me, silence wrapped itself around the room. No sound of Noah’s little feet running to grab my attention, no warm aroma of coffee drifting from the kitchen like it had that morning. Just me, an empty space, and the faint hum of city traff
Liam's POVI looked at him again. Noah briefly glanced at me before quickly returning to his plaything. I had a positive outlook despite the brief but hopeful view.While stirring the pan, I asked "Noah, do you want toast or scrambled eggs?" There was no immediate response from him.







