LOGINSienna's POV
I couldn't be calm. I couldn't take a seat. I couldn't breathe right.Each time I shut my eyes I saw Noah's face. Then Emily's face. Then Noah once more. Then Emily again.The loop went on forever. It did not halt for a single moment.I didn't even see when my hand went for a car key on the living room table. All I knew was that I had to go.Now."Sienna!"Liam's sound came from behind me whiSienna's POV Another tear fell. It landed on my hand."Why Noah?"The light turned green. I drove forward once more.The nearer I got to Rachel's home, the more the wrath grew. It blazed through the sadness for a moment.Emily had taken everything. Not only my son.She took the future Noah was to have. Every wish that was meant for him had vanished.His trip to Hawaii. His graduation. His wedding someday.Everything.Every little thing was taken away. For no reason.Without the right to do so.I nibbled my lip more. If Emily really thought she could leave and begin again after all this, she was mistaken.A few mins later, my auto got into Rachel's area. The big home showed up from far away.I slowed down the car. My heart started to beat faster with each second that went by.It wasn’t due to fear it
Sienna's POV I couldn't be calm. I couldn't take a seat. I couldn't breathe right.Each time I shut my eyes I saw Noah's face. Then Emily's face. Then Noah once more. Then Emily again.The loop went on forever. It did not halt for a single moment.I didn't even see when my hand went for a car key on the living room table. All I knew was that I had to go.Now."Sienna!"Liam's sound came from behind me while I rushed to the front door. I didn't pause."Sienna, wait!"I kept going. The mad that had been hidden under my sadness had at last taken over my whole body.I yanked the door wide and walked right to the driveway my heart raced in my ears"Sienna!"Liam at last caught up with me. He took my arm before I had a chance to open the car door,"I can't let you go alone."I turned to look at him. My ey
Sienna's POVI could not breathe. My chest felt like it was being squeezed hard from the inside.My head was shaking fast. Tears just kept falling and falling while every breath I took was getting shorter."No."My voice was all broken."No, Liam."My chest was going up and down fast. My whole body was shaking because I was feeling many emotions all at once."What did you just say?" I asked Liam with a voice that was shaking."Emily hit Noah?"Liam looked like he wanted to come to me. So I took a step back before he could touch me.My eyes were stuck on his face. I was looking hard for some sign that this was all just a big mistake.A sign that I had heard wrong. A sign that none of this was real.The look on Liam's face told me that it was not a mistake. He looked really serious.Pain was squeezing my c
Sienna's POVI woke up. I did not feel awake at all. My eyes were open. I felt empty inside.There was no feeling in my chest like I usually get when I think about Noah being gone. No tears came out. I did not feel that pain when I woke up.All I felt was empty.I sat on my bed for a while before I got up. I walked slowly downstairs and through the hallway. It was too quiet.The house looked the same as before. Everything in it had changed.I stopped in front of Noah's room.The door was closed. I had not touched it in a few days.I just stood there in front of Noahs room. I looked at the doorknob. It was something I had seen for years.For a few days I had been avoiding this room. When I walked through the hallway I walked fast so the pain would not catch me.The truth is that I was wrong. The pain was still there. It followed me everywhere. I could not
Emily's POVI tried to convince myself that it was over. I kept telling myself that nobody had seen me and that I was safe.The more I tried to forget what happened the more I remembered it. I just could not get it out of my head.Every time I heard a siren I thought it was someone coming for me. Every time I heard footsteps outside my motel room I thought someone was going to catch me.I quickly turned off the light. Moved away from the window. My body was shaking badly.I even hid in the corner of the room like a kid. I knew it was silly. I just could not help myself.I was really scared. I was facing something that I could not make go away. It was always with me.What if the police found the car I was in? What if someone had recorded what happened?What if Liam found out what really happened? Just thinking about it made my stomach hurt.I knew Liam would n
Emily's POV The motel room was far too small. Paint came off parts of the walls. The ceiling light blinked once in a while, and a wet smell stuck around the small room.I sat on the side of bed, looking at a suitcase that was the one thing left from my past life.Some weeks back, I was living in a big house. I had a room that was large, helpers, and the name o͏f Robert's wife.Now, I had to add up every buck just to check if I could pay for this motel room for some more days.A bitter laugh escaped me.Everything was gone.Robert had split from me. Rachel did not like me. The home was not mine now.What made me the most mad was that no one tried to hold on to me.Not one.It was as if I had never mattered.My hands clenched tightly on my knees."They're all hypocrites."My voice was barely a whispe
Sienna's POV The café was full of life, packed with the smell of new coffee mixing with the sound of glasses and soft talks. I got there some minutes early, picking a table by the window where the sunlight shone gently on the wood. Outside, folks rushed along the paths, but here it seemed to
Liam's POVThere was a gap that I couldn't close my eyes upon. It was cold in the bed beside me and Sienna wasn't present. She had decided to return to her flat for some time, but there was still an odd sensation in my chest. By now, I was accustomed to her at the dining table sipping coffee
Sienna's POV Liliana chuckled. "Not the right thing to say, just the truth. My sole desire is for you to cease being reactive. Sienna, I have so many beautiful things in my possession. Don't let fear hide them." I looked back at the cup of coffee with a blank stare. It was half-way thro
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?







