Sienna’s Point of ViewI wake up to a cold and empty bed.For a second, I just lie there, staring up at the ceiling, my chest tight, my hand stretching instinctively to the other side of the mattress even though I already know what I’ll find. Nothing. No warmth. No steady breathing. No strong arm pulling me closer.Asher left already.The realization settles heavily in my chest and I let out a slow breath, blinking against the sudden sting in my eyes. I turn my head slightly and glance at his nightstand.6:00 a.m.I sigh again, rubbing a hand over my face.I should get up. Aiden will be awake soon.I barely finish the thought before I hear his small voice echo down the hallway.“Mommy?”“I’m in your dad’s room,” I call back, my voice soft.A few seconds later the door pushes open and Aiden steps inside, his hair messy, his eyes still heavy with sleep. He looks around the room first, then at me, before climbing onto the bed without asking, curling into my side like he’s done a thousand
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