LOGINSienna's POV
Liam stood at the doorway, looking at me with eyes that once held hope, now filled only with questions that no longer needed answers. I could see his uncertainty clearly in the way he stood, in the way his fingers fidgeted, in the way he tried to hold onto something long past saving. But my heart had already chosen its path, far from this place, far from memories that kept peeling back old wounds. I took a deep breath, letting the night air fill my lungs, calNoah's POVA bunch of people were sitting in front of their canvases.The sound of brushes on canvas was really soft. Filled the whole space.A woman near the reception desk turned to me. "Good morning, how can I help you?"She was being really kind.I walked up to her. "I want to sign up for a painting class."She asked "Beginner class?"I shook my head because I had drawn before.When I was younger I used to draw to pass the time.It was not serious or anything. It was enough to get my hands used to lines and shapes.The woman took a form from the desk. "We have a few classes. Basic, technical and realistic painting."I looked at the list. In my mind I was only thinking about one thing. Steven.If Rachel liked his paintings then I had to be better than him.So I asked the woman, "Which one is the hardest?"
Noah’s POVI sat in my car staring at the campus building for a second. Then I turned the steering wheel.Today I decided not to go to class.Usually I would. Head straight to class.. This morning felt different. Rachel’s words from night kept replaying in my mind.She said I should try painting like Steven. I should become the number one racer. I should win a boxing tournament.I almost laughed when I remembered it.Rachel really thought that was a way to make me give up.My car moved out of the campus area and onto the road. The morning air was fresh. The streets weren’t too crowded yet. I leaned back against the seat. Let out a slow breath.“I said I’d do it." I said to myself.To people it might sound crazy. A regular college student suddenly wants to learn painting. Join motorcycle racing. Enter a boxing tournament for a girl.But I didn’t care.
Emily's POV I stopped again, staring at the reflection of light on the water. “And when he falls,” my voice lowered, almost dissolving into the night air. A faint smile curved my lips. “He’ll drag everything down with him.” Liam. Sienna. Their names still tasted bitter on my tongue, even as my smile never faded. I remembered everything with perfect clarity. The way they stood above me. The way they took everything from me. And now I would be the one standing above them. Slowly. Without them ever realizing it. I raised my hand, staring at my fingers for a moment. It was as if everything was already within my grasp. “But not yet,” I murmured. It wasn’t time. There were still steps that needed to be perfected. Rachel had to become more attached. Noah had to become more obsessed. And when the time was right, I would pull the strings all at once. I took a slow breath, letting the night air fill my lungs. Calm. Everything was moving exactly according to plan. I glanced towa
Emily's POV Night had grown late when Rachel finally went upstairs. Her footsteps slowly disappeared behind the grand staircase of the house. I remained standing in the central garden, where the still pond and soft lights created a calm, beautiful view that felt especially satisfying tonight.A slow smile formed on my lips as I realized Rachel had done exactly what I wanted. She had always been easy to guide, intelligent, yet too soft-hearted, always seeking approval from those she called family. I had used that, making her believe everything was for her own good.I kept my gaze on the staircase a moment longer to ensure she was truly gone. Then I exhaled slowly, letting the cool night air clear my thoughts. The pond shimmered peacefully, hiding the quiet schemes moving beneath the surface.Rachel thought she was in control of herself. She believed every decision came from her own logic and desire to keep her distance. But in truth, I had planted those th
Rachel's POV Emily was quiet. That silence made my thoughts even louder. I remembered how I felt when I saw Noah touch Jessica. It was a feeling that I could not control.I clenched my jaw."It was just uncomfortable." Emily tilted her head a bit. "Uncomfortable?" "Yes that is all." I replied.She looked at me for a second like she was thinking about what I said.I held my breath without realizing it. Then Emily leaned in a bit closer to me."So did you show that you were jealous and bothered by it?" I bit my lip softly."To be honest." I said quietly "I felt all of that."I looked down. I held it back and tried to act like I did not care. For a moment Emily just looked at me without saying anything. Then she suddenly clapped her hands. I was startled.I lifted my head up. Emily was smiling. "That is the attitude." .
Rachel's POVI closed the door quietly. The house was really quiet.The living room lights were not very bright. They made long shadows on the floor. I took off my shoes. I walked inside. I was still thinking about my conversation with Noah.My chest felt weird.I breathed out slowly. I tried to calm down. Then I saw someone sitting near the plants.It was Emily, my stepmother. She was sitting there looking nice and holding a cup of tea. The garden lights made her look calm.“Rachel," she called me before I could walk past her.I sighed quietly. I walked towards her. “What is it Mom?" Emily put her cup down. She looked at me with curiosity. “So how is everything with Noah?" I looked away. Just hearing Noah's name made me feel dizzy. “After Noah hit Steven. Steven has not talked to me anymore."Emily raised her eyebrow.I kept talking in a
Sienna's POV “Noah was the first to laugh," he confessed. "Then he assisted. Kevin’s fine! He mentioned that falling is a part of ninja training.” I chuckled. "Wow ninja trips often as well huh?” “Indeed! A resilient ninja is one who continually
Sienna's POV I cupped my mouth stifling a chuckle. "Mischievous right?”“Yes!" Noah agreed decisively as though he had uncovered the reasoning. "He didn’t want to end up as chicken soup!”I released a sigh. "So the carrot deserves to be penalized, correct?”
Sienna's POV I faced the window, observing the raindrops tumble down, attempting to calm the turmoil within my heart.Time went by silently. Not an uncomfortable silence but a relaxed silence. The type experienced by individuals who had previously been close to each other.
Liam's POV I slid my hands into my pockets as I strolled down the sidewalk. My fingers lightly drummed on my phone, a habit whenever my mind felt cluttered. The sound of my steps merged with the swaying of branches moved by the breeze.Away I noticed my vehicle. The illuminatio







