เข้าสู่ระบบSiennaI barely slept.Jaxon didn’t want to talk anymore that night. He didn’t even want to be touched at first. When I followed him upstairs, he whispered, “I need space. Just tonight.”So I gave him space.I sat in the corner of his room while he lay on his bed staring at the ceiling with dead, empty eyes. I didn’t speak until he whispered, sometime around 3 a.m., barely loud enough for me to hear:“Please don’t leave.”So I crawled onto his bed quietly, lying beside him without touching him, just close enough for him to feel I was there. Eventually, he drifted off, exhausted from crying.And I stayed awake, watching him breathe.Because how could I sleep when the person I loved was breaking?The next morning.The house felt too bright, too loud, too normal for what had happened.I was downstairs helping set the table when I heard footsteps on the stairs. Jaxon appeared at the bottom, hair messy, eyes swollen, walking slowly like the world was too heavy.He tried to smile.It didn’t
SIENNA Jaxon’s recovery felt like the longest week of my life.Every day in the hospital had its own kind of heaviness—machines beeping, nurses moving around him, doctors checking his progress while the rest of us pretended we weren’t drowning in the weight of a secret he didn’t know yet.Nobody told him anything.Not a single thing.He didn’t know about the donor match.He didn’t know about the maternity tests.He didn’t know about the switch at birth.He only thought he’d been in an accident… and needed surgery.Every time he woke up, groggy and in pain, he’d look around like he expected something bad to happen. And each time he saw me, his shoulders relaxed just a little. I stayed by his bed as much as the nurses allowed. Ezra and Caleb came whenever they weren’t at practice or dealing with coaches yelling. Even Kendra brought food for me when she noticed I kept forgetting to eat.But Lena… and Liana…God.Watching them was something else entirely.Lena would stand at his door for
SiennaThe moment the doctor said the words —“Jaxon is Liana’s biological son.”— the entire waiting area turned into a battlefield.Lena screamed again, louder this time, a sound so heart-breaking it cut straight through bone. She lunged toward Liana, not to attack her but in pure confusion and agony.“You’re lying!” she sobbed. “Tell them you’re lying, Liana! Tell them Jaxon is MY baby! TELL THEM!”Liana stepped back, hands shaking. Tears streamed down her cheeks too, but she wasn’t screaming — she was terrified.“Lena, I swear… I don’t know what happened,” she cried. “I don’t know why the test says that. I don’t remember anything! I don’t—”“STOP!” Lena shouted, voice cracking so painfully it made everyone flinch. “Stop saying you don’t know! Stop saying you don’t remember! He was in my stomach! My body! I carried him!”Lena collapsed to the floor again, sobbing into her palms.People were staring now. Nurses rushed forward.A male doctor signaled for security discreetly.The tens
SiennaThe hallway was too quiet.Too still.Every second felt like it was dragging nails across my skin as we waited for the “general test” results. No one spoke—not Lena, not Dad, not even the nurses passing by.When the double doors finally opened and the doctor stepped out holding a single white file, the air around us froze completely.He didn’t need to say anything.His face already said everything.But he spoke anyway, voice low and cautious.“Mr. and Mrs. Blake… the results are out.”Lena rose slowly, like her body was made of paper.Dad moved beside her, jaw tight, shoulders stiff.The doctor opened the file.“The genetic analysis shows that… the maternity markers do not match.”Lena blinked. “W–what?”Dad frowned deeply. “Explain.”The doctor swallowed. “Mrs. Lena… according to this test… you are not Jaxon’s biological mother.”The world collapsed.Just… cracked open.Lena shook her head violently. “No. No! That’s wrong. That’s impossible! Test it again. Do it again!”“We ra
SiennaI didn’t even feel my legs. One moment I was in my room at Mum’s house, the next I was bursting through the front door, the cold air slapping my face. My heart was hammering so loudly it drowned out everything else.I barely made it to the gate before I heard Mum behind me.“Sienna!” she called sharply. “Where are you going? What happened?!”I stopped, but only because my body couldn’t keep moving. My chest rose and fell too fast, and when I turned around, the words refused to come out. My throat closed up completely. Tears streamed down my cheeks before I even noticed I was crying.Mum hurried toward me, panic already rising in her eyes.“Sienna, talk to me,” she said, grabbing my arms gently. “What is it? What happened?”I opened my mouth, but all that came out was, “J-Jaxon… Jaxon… Jaxon—”I couldn’t say anything else. His name was breaking apart inside me.Mum’s face changed instantly. She didn’t ask more questions. She just cupped my face with both hands, wiping my tears w
SiennaThe next morning came quietly.No shouting.No slammed doors.Just the faint sound of Lena moving around the kitchen and the smell of toast drifting up the hallway.It felt strange… waking up in this house again.Strange, but not painful.Just unfamiliar, like putting on a shirt you used to love but haven’t worn in a long time.I got dressed slowly, brushed my hair twice just to feel like I had control over something, then stepped out into the hallway. Jaxon was already outside his room, leaning on the wall like he’d been waiting for me.“Sleep well?” he asked softly.“Not really,” I admitted. “But… better than I expected.”He nodded. “Same.”Breakfast was another quiet event.Dad sat at the head of the table, reading something on his phone but not really reading.Lena kept reaching for her mug, even when it was already in her hand.Jaxon and I ate quietly, exchanging the occasional glance.No one brought up last night.No one pushed for another heavy conversation.We were all







