LOGINSienna's POV
Liam closed his eyes, like he was trying to pull the memory back by force. "I think I remember someone holding my arm. I think I remember cold air. But I don't know if that's real or if I'm just making it up because you asked me.""That's okay," I said quickly. "Don't force it. If it's not clear, we just write that it's not clear. We can't guess."He nodded, but I could see the frustration on his face. Liam hated not knowing. He hated feeling likeSienna's POV Liam closed his eyes, like he was trying to pull the memory back by force. "I think I remember someone holding my arm. I think I remember cold air. But I don't know if that's real or if I'm just making it up because you asked me.""That's okay," I said quickly. "Don't force it. If it's not clear, we just write that it's not clear. We can't guess."He nodded, but I could see the frustration on his face. Liam hated not knowing. He hated feeling like his own mind was betraying him. For a man who had always prided himself on being in control, on remembering details, on handling things, this blank spot was worse than any physical pain."Do you think I did something?" he asked suddenly, his voice low. "Sienna, be honest with me. Do you think I-""No," I cut him off, firm. "I don't. I know you, Liam. I know how you act when you've had too much to drink. You get quiet. You fall asleep. You don't suddenly become a diff
Sienna's POV That night, after Liam finished the abalone soup I brought him, I helped clear the small table beside his bed. He looked calmer than he had a few days before, even though his body still needed time to fully recover.I picked up the empty bowl, then set it down on the tray."Do you want anything else?" I asked.Liam shook his head. "No. I'm full.""Then you need to rest. Don't stay up too long playing with your tablet."He gave me a small smile. "Okay."I chuckled, then helped him lie down comfortably. After I made sure his blanket wasn't getting in the way of his movements, I sat down beside him.But before I could get up, Liam reached for my hand."Sienna."I turned to him. "Yeah?""I know you're trying really hard to figure out what Wilona did. I also know you want to help me." He paused for a second. "But I don't want you to end up ignoring yourself because of this."I gave him a thin smile."I
Sienna's POV I then took the abalone soup I brought and placed it in front of Liam. After making sure the temperature wasn't too hot, I started feeding him slowly.For a while, we didn't talk about Wilona or Joshua anymore. I just wanted to enjoy a quiet night with my husband.But my mind kept working.The soup was still warm when I opened the lid. The steam rose slowly, carrying that familiar, comforting smell. Liam watched me as I stirred it gently. He looked thinner than before. His eyes had dark circles under them, the kind that don't go away after one good night's sleep."You're still thinking about it, aren't you?" he said quietly, as he took the first spoonful.I didn't lie. "A little. But right now I'm just thinking about you finishing this soup."He smiled, a small, tired smile that made my chest tighten. "You always do this. You bring food when you don't know what else to say.""And you always eat it even when you're not hungry," I answered.We both laughed a little, and fo
Sienna's POV Dinner with Liliana finally ended when it was already quite late. After paying the bill, we walked out of the restaurant and stopped near the car that would take Liliana back to where she was staying.I felt a little more relieved after talking to her. At least, now I had someone who could help me think clearly in the middle of such a complicated problem. But I also realized that there were still many things I had to do before I could find the truth."Thank you for making time for me, Liliana," I said while holding her hand. "I know you must be tired after the trip from out of town, but you still listened to all my problems."Liliana smiled."I already told you, didn't I? I really want to help you. So, don't feel guilty for asking me to come."I nodded."I will start collecting all the necessary evidence. I will talk to Liam again, ask for a more detailed chronology, and make sure no messages or information are missed.""Good. Don't rush to conclusions. Collect everythin
Sienna's POV I swallowed. "I already told him I would talk to someone who understands the law. I didn't promise him anything else.""Good. That's exactly right."The waiter came to clear our plates, and for a moment we both pretended to be normal customers. Liliana asked if I wanted dessert. I shook my head. My stomach was too tight to eat anything sweet. She ordered tea instead, and I ordered another glass of water."Can I ask you something personal?" Liliana said, lowering her voice."Of course.""Do you still believe him? Liam, I mean. Not Joshua."I looked down at my hands. My wedding ring caught the light. I twisted it slowly, the way I always did when I was nervous."I want to," I whispered. "I really want to. But some nights I lie awake and I think... what if I'm just believing him because I'm afraid of what happens if I don't? What if I'm scared of being alone? What if I'm
Sienna's POV I told her again what had happened to Liam, starting from his confession about Wilona, the money he had given her, to the incident in Hawaii. I also told her about my meeting with Joshua and his confession that he was Wilona's younger brother and the person who took Liam from the bar to the hotel on the night of the incident.Liliana listened carefully without cutting me off. Every now and then she asked a short question, then wrote something down in the small notebook she had brought.After I finished, she leaned back in her chair."Okay. Now we need to separate what we already know from what is still just an assumption."I nodded."I understand.""First, I need to know the name of the hotel where it happened. Do you know the full name?""Diamond Hotel," I answered. "It happened on May 23rd."Liliana immediately wrote down the name and date.
Sienna's POV The room became quieter when I glanced at her. The outside noise echoed with only the faint sound of traffic, while inside they were simply talking to two friends who had been through a lot.It dawned on me that Livia was more than just an editor or a writer.She witness
Sienna's POV Livia’s gaze soften͏ed.“Sienna, writing ain’t a forecast. It's a pick. You can pick a joyful ending or a sour one, that’s your choice. But don’t let fear trap you. If you keep back, this tale will always seem half cooked.”My hands gripped the side of the table. I
Sienna's POV The morning sky was soft and slightly cloudy, but the sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating a warm glow on the house's exterior. The scent of jasmine from a pot on the porch, the sound of trickling water from the small pond, and the breeze that felt like memories w
Sienna's POV The entire room was in my peripheral vision as I looked around. When I thought about it, it was either the nights when I cried in the corner of the bed, trying to keep my pain at bay or the long hours spent writing. It was a very distant but close experience.I locked my sui







