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2025-08-12 02:20:25Emily gave a bitter smile.
“Liam, you’re not empty. You’re full. Full of wounds, full of regret. But you’re not empty.” She looked down, then sat in the chair across from me. “You know, I always believed that love could grow. That little by little, you’d see me as something new, something safe. But I was wrong.”I wanted to deny it, wanted to tell her that she’s a good person, that I loved her in my own way. But I knew it wasn’t enough. I could see her eyes beginning to fill, her shoulders trembling as she fought back tears.“I know you’ve been trying, Liam. I know you want to give your best for Noah, for all of this. But you’re hurting yourself— and me— every time you pretend we can be like we were. When in fact, we never had a 'before' to begin with.”I buried my face in my hands, rubbing my temples that now felt heavy. “I’m sorry.”“Don’t.” Emily stood up at once. “Don’t say sorry. This isn’t about right or wrong. This is about… stopping oursel
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Sienna's POV The main door opened slowly, then came the noise of steps I knew well.Noah quickly turned from his seat and yelled in joy,“Daddy!” before leaping down and rushing to say hi to him.I grinned from the kitchen, still holding a dish I had just cleaned. A bit later, Liam showed up at the entrance of the dining room. His face seemed worn, but his eyes brightened right away when he saw what was there, our jumbled dining table, the smell of tomato sauce in the air and Noah hanging on to his legs.“Well, it seems like I got here at the right time,” he said, glancing down at Noah. “What have you both been doing here?”Noah hit his chest happily. “We made pasta! Mom cooked and I helped mix the sauce!”Liam lifted a brow, staring at me with a small grin. “Really? Then can daddy come for dinner?”I stared at him for a bit, faking to ponder. “Hmm... maybe. But just if you clean your hands first.”He laugh
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Sienna's POV I resorted to minor things, such as warming up the soup I bought, setting the dinner table, and possibly placing toast on my child's plate. It was obvious from the smell of warm food that he was so excited to see it and then invite Liam out for dinner.Just that snapshot brought a smile to my face.It could be that happiness was meant to feel authentic and peaceful, rather than being extravagant or unexpected.The taxi moved again. As Noah fell asleep, the lights of the nearby shops reflected off his face and began to dance across it. Then he slowly lifted his head towards me until it just lay on my arm. I gazed at him without pause, brushing his hair softly to prevent any disturbance. It had that tender pain in my chest, like the discovery of a lost part.I understood that this journey wasn't solely about returning home from school. It was symbolic, a new beginning for us, an emerging friendship, and reassurance that hope would slowly fill the empt
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Sienna's POV I left the supermarket with two shopping bags and admired the evening sky, which was muted golden orange in color. I looked at the watch on my wrist. It was almost three o'clock. Then it hit me. Noah.He started attending the new school today.Liam was supposed to pick him up, but the urge to put his face first made it difficult for him. I glanced at the shoulder of the road, then raised my hand to signal a taxi that was approaching.The taxi sped through rows of shops and then traveled slowly through the city park. I crouched against the seat, observing the world outside the window. My heart sped away, an odd amalgamation of excitement and enthusiasm. My thoughts have shifted towards small moments that brought back my sense of vitality, rather than dwelling on work or the past. Taking my son home, writing and cooking.The ride was about twenty minutes long. The taxi rolled beneath the trees that lined the sidewalk in cool afternoon weather. The w
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