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Sienna's POV The car kept moving, and I stared out the window, letting the blurred city lights become my escape from the tightness in my chest. I wasn't here to relive the past, only to comfort my son tonight. That’s it. At least, that’s what I wanted to believe.The roads we took were quiet now. Tall buildings loomed in silence, their shadows flickering across the window I held onto. The cold from the AC mingled with the night air seeping through the vents, creating a biting stillness that crept through the corners of my mind.The fading sounds of the city as we moved farther from the center made me realize how unfamiliar this journey felt, even though the route wasn’t new. A route that once felt like home—back when everything was whole. Back when I sat in this seat not as a visitor, not as someone holding back—but as a part of them.In the front seat, Liam stayed focused on the road, both hands gripping the wheel—too tightly, maybe. Tension lined his jaw, his sho

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Sienna's POV I gently loosened the small hand clutching my shirt. Noah was fast asleep now, though his face still held a trace of worry even in his dreams. I took a deep breath and leaned down to kiss his forehead one more time before slowly rising to my feet.Each step out of the room felt heavier than the last. Even the soft sound of the door being pulled closed behind me rang like a painful ending. I had never imagined returning to this house only to read a bedtime story and then leave with a heart even more shattered than before.I walked slowly down the hallway, returning to the main living area. The house was just like it used to be—warm, neatly arranged, with a faint scent of soap and flowers lingering in every corner. But now it all felt unfamiliar. As if I were merely a guest allowed to visit briefly, to remember, before being expected to leave before staying too long.At the dining table, there were still traces of Noah’s snacks—a half-eaten biscuit and a

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Sienna's POV Liam stood at the doorway, looking at me with eyes that once held hope, now filled only with questions that no longer needed answers. I could see his uncertainty clearly in the way he stood, in the way his fingers fidgeted, in the way he tried to hold onto something long past saving. But my heart had already chosen its path, far from this place, far from memories that kept peeling back old wounds. I took a deep breath, letting the night air fill my lungs, calming the turmoil in my chest that had been trembling all evening. Not because of his words, but because of the courage it took to finally leave. For the first time, my steps felt like they belonged completely to me. Not dictated by guilt, not pulled back by memories, not chained by empty hope. My hand gripped the strap of my bag tighter. I didn’t need farewell words. I didn’t need promises that would never be kept. What I needed now was a way out of a life that no longer gave me room t

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Sienna's POV My steps felt heavy as I finally reached Liliana’s apartment door. My hand trembled, struggling to press the passcode. I wasn’t sure if it was from the cold or from being too exhausted trying to keep everything looking like it was okay. The moment the door opened, warmth from inside greeted me. But it wasn’t a healing kind of warmth. It felt more like a slap—reminding me how far I had drifted from the life that used to feel so orderly. I stepped inside slowly. The usual scent of cinnamon and vanilla that used to calm me now felt foreign. Everything looked neat, warm, comforting—completely the opposite of the chaos swirling inside me. I took off my jacket and dropped it carelessly on the couch, something I normally would never do. But tonight, I didn’t have the energy to be the best version of myself. My steps stopped at the large window facing the street. Headlights from passing cars danced across the wall in shifting shadows. I

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Sienna's POV My sobs slowly faded, though my body still trembled. I wiped away my tears with the back of my hand, still hiccuping as I tried to breathe. The ache remained, but at least now I could breathe a little easier. Liliana led me to the sofa without many words. She wrapped a blanket around me, then disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a warm glass of water. Her hand touched my shoulder gently as she offered it to me. I accepted it, though my hands were still shaking. A sip of that warm water slid down my throat like a quiet hug, comforting without needing any explanation. I sat with my knees pulled to my chest, wrapped in silence that somehow felt warmer than any words. Liliana sat beside me, not forcing me to speak. Just being there. Sometimes, that was exactly what I needed—someone who didn’t try to fix me, just stayed. The ticking of the wall clock was soft. Outside the window, the city remained awake under the glow of amb

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Sienna's POV My steps paused for a moment in front of the glass door of the small café just across from the apartment. The damp morning air still clung to my skin, but it wasn’t that which made my body feel heavy—it was the reality that I was about to sit down and talk with someone who had once been the center of my life… and also its undoing.I pushed the door open and immediately spotted Liam sitting in the corner of the café, wearing a dark shirt, his hands clasped anxiously on the table. His eyes went straight to me the moment I walked in. I saw a flash of relief on his face, but I didn’t return his expression with a smile. I took a deep breath and walked over.“Morning,” I murmured briefly, then sat down across from him.“Morning,” Liam replied softly.A barista came over and we ordered. I chose an espresso. I needed something strong to keep my mind steady during this conversation. Liam ordered an americano.Once our drinks arrived, he looked at the sma

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Sienna's POV I shook my head slowly. “I loved you, Liam. I did. But I’m just too tired now. My love for you has long burned out. I can’t go back to a place that broke me—slowly, every single day. I have to choose to love myself this time.”He looked at me like he wanted to beg. But no words came out.“Don’t ask me to come back just because you feel empty. I know what it’s like to live with someone who doesn’t love me the way I loved them. I don’t want Noah to see that and think that’s what love looks like.”I picked up my small bag and stood. “Thank you for being honest, Liam. But this… it’s too late.”Before I turned away, I caught a glimpse of the broken expression on his face. But I knew—if I stayed there any longer, I would fall into the same wound again.I wouldn’t let that happen again.I walked out of the café with quick steps, as if the glass walls would collapse behind me if I delayed even for a second. The soft sound of the door closing be

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Sienna's POVI cried for myself. For all those years I waited for someone who never even realized I was bleeding. For years I tried to be enough for someone who never truly wanted to see me. And now… now that he finally turned to look at me, I am already too tired. My phone buzzed again. But this time, I didn’t want to look at it. Didn’t want to know. I needed time for myself. To reweave the shattered pieces of my heart. To rebuild the self-worth that once crumbled, piece by piece. I lay down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling. The world felt quiet, but for the first time, the silence didn’t scare me. Because now I know… I still have myself.I let my body sink deeper into the sofa. The late afternoon air slipped in through the slightly opened window, carrying the scent of freshly fallen rain. Outside, the sky was still gray, as if it too felt the weight on my chest. But I wasn’t crying anymore. That earlier cry had been my last one today—or at least I ho

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Sienna's POV I lay down, pulling the blanket up to my chest. A long exhale escaped my lips. I was tired. Not just physically, but in the way someone feels after a long battle where no one really wins. I didn’t even know if this was a victory or just another escape. My eyes stared at the ceiling. Blank. Empty. And strangely, that emptiness felt more honest than the fake smile I used to wear in that house. I remembered Noah. His innocent face lying on that hospital bed. His small eyes looking at me full of hope, full of longing. Only that child made me hesitate. Only because of Noah did I still ask myself: Should I go back?But should I return to the very place that slowly killed me, just to be beside a child who doesn’t even know what’s happening?Tears slid silently from the corners of my eyes. Warm, and somehow reaching deep into my chest. I love Noah. So much. But I can’t sacrifice myself again—not even for him.I’ve tried before. Stayed for o

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Liam's POV The office was silent, only the ticking of the clock competing with the sound of my own heartbeat. The sunlight, which should’ve felt warm, only added another weight on my back—burning my skin and tightening my chest. I sat in my work chair, documents open on the laptop screen, but the words no longer registered. I stared without truly seeing.I’d been here for two hours. Two hours sitting in silence, doing nothing. Since when did I become like this?My hand clenched on the table. It felt like there was a gaping hole in my chest—empty but full of pressure that couldn’t be explained. I tried to take a deep breath, but my chest was too tight. As if each inhale only filled half my lungs, the rest blocked by something invisible—regret, perhaps.My thoughts went back to that night. The night Sienna looked at me—not with anger, but with a terrifying calmness. Like someone who had finally stopped hoping. It wasn’t a look of hate. Nor disappointment.

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