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2025-08-14 02:31:40Liam's POV
Emily didn’t answer, just stared out the window. But the way she bit her lower lip and intertwined her fingers told me… the answer was yes.I hated the fact that I might be one of the reasons she felt that way.As the car entered the location area, the atmosphere started to feel different. The place was quite busy. Several production tents stood along a wide field that had been set up with various props for the photo shoot. Models walked back and forth, some getting their makeup done, others discussing with the photographers.As soon as we got out of the car, several faces turned towards Emily and quickly approached her. Some of them were young models who seemed to know Emily well.“Emily! Wow, it’s so good to see you again! You’re looking even more beautiful.”“Emily, you still look so young, you and Liam look perfect together,” one of them said while glancing at me.“You make a perfect couple, right?”I just gave a small smile in respons
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Sienna's POV “If it came to that, then I’d have to ask permission properly from security, wouldn’t I?” he said, popping a piece of sandwich into his mouth casually, as though we were having a lighthearted chat, not standing on the fragile edge between the past and wounds that had never fully healed.I sighed, rolling my eyes. But there was nothing more I could say.Silently, I studied him. The way he ate, the way he sat as if he owned the place, even the way he gazed out my apartment window as though it were his, too. Maybe once, it really had been.“Why are you like this, Liam?” I blurted suddenly, unable to hold it back. “Why do you keep coming, keep pushing your way in, as if you have the right to stay by my side?”He turned slowly. His gaze softened, grew more serious. No smile now, only a calmness that was almost painful.“Because I know, Sienna,” he said quietly. “Because I realize I destroyed the most precious thing in my life. And the only thing wors
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Sienna's POV My eyes were still heavy, the lids glued shut as if with wood glue. My head felt stuffed with cotton, maybe because I had stayed up too late the night before. But the sound of the doorbell kept ringing once, twice, three times—with patient, consistent persistence. I groaned softly, pulled the blanket over my head, hoping whoever it was would give up.They didn’t. The bell rang again. And again.With a resigned breath, I dragged myself out of bed, shuffling toward the door like a zombie rising from its grave. My hair was no doubt a tangled nest, and my pajamas were far from presentable for receiving visitors.The moment the door opened, I froze.“Morning, Sienna.”Liam.He was standing there, holding two large grocery bags that looked filled with food. But what unsettled me most was the broad smile on his face. A smile I had never seen before, the kind someone wears when they’ve just found a reason to live again.“What brings you here?” I
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Liam's POV Noah nodded firmly. “Yes. I told Teacher that I have a mommy who’s beautiful, smart, and likes to write stories. Then Teacher gave me blue paper. That’s Mommy’s favorite color, right?”I could only stare at him. A subtle tremor stirred in my chest, something I couldn’t put into words. Sometimes, I forgot how deeply Noah missed Sienna. Even though he didn’t often say her name, I knew that longing never truly left him.Noah kept munching on the candy in his hand, while I just sat there watching his every move. How simple the world seemed through a child’s eyes. He could laugh so freely over a piece of candy or a sheet of drawing paper, as if nothing bad had ever really happened. But I knew, deep down in his still-pure heart, there was an empty space he kept carefully hidden. A space shaped like his mother.I leaned back slightly against the sofa, letting my body relax after such a long day. But my mind wasn’t at ease. The image of Sienna’s face lingered, mi
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Liam's POV Streetlights lined up like man-made stars that never dimmed, illuminating the path I followed out of the parking lot. The hum of the car engine blended with the rush of the night wind, creating a silence that only amplified the echo of my thoughts. My hands were still gripping the steering wheel tightly, as if letting go even a little might make me lose my way—not just on the road, but in life itself.I didn’t drive straight onto the main road. Instead, I let the car roll slowly, passing block after block of identical buildings. Somewhere in one of those upper-floor windows, I knew there was light from her apartment. Even though I couldn’t see clearly, the shadow of her presence lingered in my eyes. I forced myself not to look too long, not wanting to appear like someone utterly desperate. But inside, I knew I was already at that point.Memories spun back quickly, uncontrollably. Sienna with her laughter, with the way she used to call my name half-annoyed, wi
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Sienna’s POV I moved to the tiny kitchen, pulled out a clean glass, and filled it with water. My motions were stiff, mechanical, like a machine. I drank half of it down, hoping the cold liquid would extinguish the fire raging in me, but it only left a bitter taste on my tongue.The waves of memory crashed again. I remembered how that sofa once held our laughter, where we shared trivial stories until late at night. And now, he sat there again, not with laughter, but with silence heavy with scars. How ironic, that a piece of furniture could hold so much history I wished I could erase.I set the glass back on the counter, staring blankly at the floor. Each breath weighed me down, each heartbeat reminded me of how fragile I still was in his presence. I wanted to scream, to demand he leave, but the words were stones lodged in my throat.I walked back to the living room, stopping a few paces away. He was still there, like a shadow refusing to fade. I wrapped my arms arou
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Sienna’s POV As I slid the key into the lock and pushed open the door to my apartment, I could feel Liam’s eyes on my back. Silent. Unassuming. Yet still pressing against me like an unwelcome weight.I stepped inside without a word. No goodbye. No thank you. I thought that if I held onto my silence long enough, he would finally understand—that I still wanted distance. That I still wanted to hide the wounds that had never fully healed.But deep down, I knew that from this day forward, that line of separation had begun to blur. And I wasn’t sure if I was ready for whatever might come after this.The click of the lock sounded too loud in my ears. Louder than the crash of the waves or the echo of his footsteps trailing behind me earlier. I leaned against the door for a moment, closing my eyes, letting the stillness of my small apartment wrap around my tired body.This space was narrow, modest, but it had always been enough of a fortress for me. A place where I coul
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