MasukEmilys POV
The feeling lasted a few seconds. Robert's face was cold when he stood in the doorway. He did not even crack a smile. His eyes looked at me like I was a stranger or something."Why are you still here?"I frowned. I was confused. "What?"Robert put his hands in his pockets. His face did not change."Did we not get divorced already?"My chest felt tight. I started to panic.I got up quickly.Emilys POVThe feeling lasted a few seconds. Robert's face was cold when he stood in the doorway. He did not even crack a smile. His eyes looked at me like I was a stranger or something."Why are you still here?" I frowned. I was confused. "What?" Robert put his hands in his pockets. His face did not change."Did we not get divorced already?" My chest felt tight. I started to panic.I got up quickly. I still had hope."But the court thing is not finished yet." I walked closer to Robert. I talked fast."The official papers have not even been signed." Robert looked at me without any emotion. His eyes did not soften."Emily." His voice was flat. It was cold."Every document has been signed already." I shook my head away. I did not want to hear it."I-" "I am just waitin
Emily's POVA week had gone by. Seven days that seemed like seven ages. I could not even recall the last time I slept well.When I shut my eyes, I saw the same thing: Noah's body being tossed into the air.Blood marked all things near him. Sienna's shout rang in my headThat noise stuck with me all the time. Morning and night, it wouldn't go away.I sat by myself in a room with my knees pulled to my chest. The curtains stayed shut, even though it was day time.I didn't want to see anybody. I didn't want to leave this room.Thinking was the last thing I wished to do. My brain kept on running no matter what.What if Liam learned the truth? What if the police traced my car?What if a cam had caught me? What if someone saw me on that day?My heart began to race once more. Both my hands hid my face.No. That could not happen.I had
Liam's POV I took a breath. The officer looked at me, noticing my expression change. “Is there someone you're thinking about?" he asked. I looked down at the desk for a moment. I didn't want to accuse anyone without proof. Especially not for something like this. It just felt wrong. Something kept bothering me. Emily was Rachel's stepmother. She had become close to Noah. She also had a dislike for Sienna in the past. That was hard to ignore. I swallowed before speaking. “There isn't any evidence.” The officer nodded. "I understand.” “Hm." I started to say. I paused. The silence hung in the air. Then I spoke. “There is someone who has a history with our family.” The officer looked serious.
Liam's POV Many days went by since Noah's burial. The hurt of losing him had not gotten any smaller at all. On that day, I sat at my desk looking at my laptop screen but not really seeing anything. Papers were stacked on top of my desk, emails kept coming in, and the schedule was full as always. The work world didn't pause just because a person was sad. Maybe that’s why I made myself go back to the office. If I was home, I would see Noah's shadow everywhere. At the table, on the stairs, in a living room, everywhere! Morning light came through the big windows of my office. None of it made a room feel any warmer! I sat still at my desk and looked at the screen but did not really see it. My mind would not pay attention to work. Usually, I can read many pages of papers without losing my focus. Now, my thoughts drift to the same spot again and again.
Sienna's POV I wanted him to walk through the door. I wanted one smile from Noah.Reality was mean. Noah would never come back.That night I was surrounded by memories of my son. I felt like I was breaking apart.My tears did not stop. The pain did not stop either.Every time I closed my eyes I heard his voice again.“Mommy.”It sounded so clear. So real.I held Liam. I cried. My heart broke a little more with every breath.“I heard him.”My voice was weak.“I really heard Noah.”Liam held me tighter.I knew he was crying too. His breathing was heavy above my head.That hug was not enough. It could not take away this pain.Nothing could bring my son back. Nothing could change reality.Liam guided me inside. His hand did not leave mine.Fear was in his eyes.
Sienna's POV I opened my eyes real slow. The sky out the window was still dark blue, showing that a morning had not fully come yet.My head felt heavy. My body was weak.A weak poke came from the back of my hand. An IV line was put there.I turned my head slowly. After a few blinks I tried to recall all.Then suddenly, a name escaped my lips. “Noah.”I sat up quickly. My heart thumped loud in my chest.I was sure I heard his voice. He called for me.“Mommy.”The sound was so clear. It felt real.I yanked the IV line out, not thinking. Some drops of liquid ran down my hand.Pain shot through my skin. It did not matter.“Noah?”I climbed out of bed. My legs trembled beneath me.The room door flew open. The home was dark and quiet.Yet I knew what I had heard. I was sure of it.
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
Sienna's POV “I'm just scared of hoping much " I murmured softly. "Scared that if I begin to think I deserve happiness I’ll realize that I don’t.”“If anything vanishes," Liliana answered softly, "it won’t happen due to your desires. It will occur because it wasn’t destined for
Sienna's POV That morning began with a warm kind of bustle. Noah trotted around holding his bag, while Liam tried to button his shirt with one hand and fix Noah’s hair with the other. I chuckled softly watching such a simple scene, yet one that always managed to calm my heart.“Daddy, my
Sienna's POV We stood near my car, paper bags of pastries hanging lightly from my hands. The afternoon sun was beginning to sink, leaving behind a golden hue that made everything feel calm and unhurried. Liliana slipped both hands into the pockets of her coat, her face looking a little tired







