LOGINSierra freezes while my chest tightens with disbelief.“I didn’t! I wasn’t even in the house until this afternoon,” she says, calm but tense, her voice steady with anger.Brook sneers, taking a couple of steps down, her presence like a live wire. “You’re lying. If I hadn’t been quick enough, I would
Noah.I’m walking up the stairs when I see her.Sierra freezes when she sees me and my chest tightens before I can stop it. Two weeks. Two long, quiet weeks of pretending she isn’t a constant ache beneath my skin. Pretending that seeing her, hearing her laugh, and smelling her perfume doesn’t pull m
She laughs, and for a few minutes, the sound fills the room, But then, out of nowhere, her tone shifts.“I’m glad you’re here. I love that you are here,” she says quietly. “I miss Mommy, but when you’re around, it’s not so sad.”The words pierce something deep in me. My throat tightens, and I blink
Nolan’s expression instantly tightens with worry. “Are you okay?”“I’m fine, It’s nothing big” I assure him quickly. “Just checkup to make sure my hand is healing well, and the baby is doing fine.”His shoulders relax. “Really? Did you get to see your baby? I asked Mrs. Roberts at school and she tol
I’m still smiling by the time I leave the clinic. The sun has climbed higher and the world somehow feels different.As I walk toward the car, my smile grows until I can’t help the quiet laugh that escapes me.The driver spots me from the parking lot and hurries to open the car door. “All done, Miss
Adrian looks up from his chart and when our eyes meet, as cliché as it may sound, for a moment the world stops. It’s like everything freezes in time except for the“Sierra,” he greets with a warm smile. “Good to see you again.”“H-Hi,” I stammer, immediately feeling ridiculous.His gaze flicks to my







