Mag-log inLiam's POV
As the nurse pushed Sienna’s bed into the VIP ward, I walked beside her. There was a strong urge inside me to make sure everything was perfect—the mattress soft enough, the lighting calm, even the scent of the room not too sharp. I wanted her to be comfortable. Not just safe, but truly able to rest.Once everything was set, the nurse excused herself. The room fell silent, the only sound the steady beeping of the heart monitor. Sienna was still asleep, her face pale, her hair slightly disheveled. I sat in the chair next to her bed, watching her for a long while. Relief came from the doctor’s assurance that her condition wasn’t too serious, yet fear still lingered—fear of losing her.I leaned back in the chair, trying to steady my breathing. The room was too quiet. The rhythmic machine was calming, but it also made every passing second feel heavy. My gaze never left Sienna, her frail body hidden under the white blanket.The door creaked softly. A middle-ageSienna's POV A couple of young adults shared a slice of cake and laughed at each other on the same table. They seemed so uncomplicated and effortless, as if the world held no importance. I smiled watching them. I thought maybe I had forgotten what it was like just to sit with someone and have a good time, not worrying about tomorrow. However, I am now inclined towards learning again slowly.The same clerk came to my table, carrying the completed cake. “Your cake is done already!” She replied. With a sweet and simple design, the cake was beautifully decorated and displayed with an indelible message of appreciation.I inspected it briefly, then smiled with pride. It's possible that I was meant to receive those words as well as Liam' mother, for the small act of bravery that had propelled me forward.A few minutes later, the cake was neatly boxed up in a cream envelope tied back with soft pink ribbon. I made the payment, thanked the clerk, and left the building.A
Sienna's POV Our conversation with Liliana lasted almost two hours before we parted ways in front of the café. Her smile was typical of hers, and I gave her a gentle wave.Prior to getting into her car, she urged people not to forget about their vacation."I chuckled and nodded in agreement. Let's go over it." As she drove off, I stood on the sidewalk for a moment. I was under the gentle peat-and-white breeze from the afternoon, with lingering coffee aromas from downstairs and the scent of fresh flowers from outside. I wasn't ready to go home yet. I experienced a warm yet nervous sensation when I remembered Liam's words about his mother wanting to meet me that morning. This was a heartfelt sentiment.As I walked, I felt the gentle sun set behind me and gently patted my face on the sidewalk. Despite the busy traffic across the street, there were only a few sounds of footsteps, engine noises, and laughter from dozens of students as they exited one of the bookstor
Sienna's POV After a brief glance, Liam replied with an affirmative, "Alright. Please reach out to me after you've finished.”The door was closed with a gentle nod as I nodded in anticipation. While he drove away, I watched his car pass by in front of the café and stared at my reflection through the glass window. There was a face that seemed to be more composed and alive in the reflection.My heart didn't feel cold, even though the air in the middle of the afternoon still had a soft chill. I felt a sense of lighterness after talking about everything in the car, including the meeting tonight. Maybe I had finally gotten over the feeling of being disconnected from everything.I turned around and saw a small sign that said Bloom & Brew Café. The place wasn't very big, but it always had a good vibe. With the glass open, I could hear some people chatting over coffee, and each time it opened, the door held out with the sweet scent of cinnamon and caramel.The handle of
Sienna's POV There was no sound as the car stopped moving. The radio track transformed into a soothing piano piece. My fingers were intertwined on my lap, and I observed the simple progress we had made, from the stillness of our surroundings to the peaceful conversations we now have.Liam looked at the clock on the dashboard and inquired if he wanted to drive him there.Looking at Liam, I was slightly hesitant. "It's fine, let's take a cab. The office is probably within your reach.”"I'm still here," he said softly, his voice firm but gentle. "My sole desire is for you to safely make your way." I didn't argue. He spoke with a confidence that made me feel. Perhaps I was free to accept that feeling without any guilt.Liam nodded slightly. He had a relaxed feeling in his hands when he was driving, but the tightness of his jaw indicated that sat in thought.Within seconds, he glanced to the side and whispered:“Sienna, If my mother wanted to see you ton
Sienna's POV The auto went slow between lines of woods dropping their leaves. I looked out the glass, seeing Noah by the school door, waving his small hand at us before rushing in with his pals. His face was so bright, pure, full of joy as usual and seeing him like that I couldn’t help but feel some warmth in my chest.I stayed looking until his tiny shape vanished behind the door then let out a quiet breath and leaned back on the chair. Liam got into his seat, shutting the car door softly before starting the engine.“He seems quite glad these days,” I said with a tiny grin.Liam looked at me quickly, a small grin on his face. “Because you got him yesterday. He spoke about it all night long”I chuckled soft, but something in my chest shook a blend of happiness and worry. This little feeling of being near still felt fresh to me, like something that once looked hard had now turned true.“He even sketched you in his book” Liam went on
Sienna's POV I slowly exhale as a tear falls from the corner of my eye. It slips off my face.It's a relief that it doesn't feel depressing.I can now love him again without any fear.The night has arrived with a completely dark sky outside the window, and only the moonlight is still visible through the curtains.With the passing wind, the air is filled with the scent of drizzling rain.I close my eyes again, thinking of Liam and Noah. It has been a long time since I last saw anything like this in my house.The idea of going back may be more accurate, as the heart finally opens up and allows for a change. The night grows deeper. I lay back, lift the blanket towards my chest, and smile softly on my face. Why?It doesn't make me feel lonely here.Our relationship has shifted slightly, but the difference is undeniable. Why?Despite the uncertainty surrounding our relationship, I have hope for something at least.The love I use







