Sienna’s POV
That morning, sunlight filtered through the thin curtains of the hospital’s VIP room, wrapping the space in a soft glow. I was still half–asleep when I felt my bed gently shake. Hoah’s cheerful voice reached my
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“Mommy, Mommy, wake up. Today you can go home, right?” His voice was so full of excitement that I smiled, even though my eyes were still heavy,
I slowly opened my eyes, and there was my child’s bright face, greeting me with a wide smile. His hair was a little messy, proof that he had just woken up. On the other side, Liam was still asleep on the sofa by the window, but not long after, he began to stir, rubbing his face,
“Good morning, Noah,” I greeted him, stroking his head.
“Morning,” he replied quickly, then turned toward Liam, “Daddy, wake up! Today Mommy goes home!”
Liam opened his eyes fully, looking at Noah with warmth still wrapped in drowsiness,
“Morning, son.” He then sat up, nced at me briefly, before focusing back on Noah. “So, do you want breakfast here in the room, ore with Daddy to the cafeteria to buy food?” he asked while straightening his posture,
Noah thought for a moment, then shook his head quickly. “Here in the room. I want to stay with Mommy.”
Liam looked at him briefly, then gave a faint smile and nodded. “Okay, Daddy understands. You stay with Mommy while Daddy buys breakfast.”
The little boy nodded firmly, as if epting an important mission. “Yes, Daddy!” he answered loudly,
making me chuckle softly,
Liam stood, taking his wallet and phone from the small table in the corner of the room. “<b>If </b>you need anything, call me,” he said while ncing at me for a moment. I only nodded.
As soon as Liam left, the room felt quieter, filled only by the sound of the AC and the footsteps of nurses in the hallway outside. Noah quickly climbed onto my bed, sitting cross–legged while watching me attentively,
He sat calmly by my side, though his eyes sparkled with the liveliness of morning. His small body shifted restlessly, unable to contain all his energy, yet there was also a softness in him<b>, </b>his hand reaching for my nket, carefully smoothing the part that was slightly folded. I looked at him closely<b>, </b>memorizing every detail I might have missed in past days. His innocent face that resembled Liam’s so much, his chubby cheeks still flushed from sleep, and his tousled brown hair from rushing <b>to </b>see me.
I leaned my head back against the pillow, feeling my heartbeat slow, simply because of his presence.
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There was something in Noah’s gaze <b>that </b>made the world feel simpler. No worries about work, no shadows from the past,just me and him, in this little <b>room </b>filled with gentle light.
Outside, the sunlight spread its warmth, casting <b>faint </b>shadows <b>on </b>the white <b>floor</b><b>. </b>The smell of antiseptic still lingered, yet mixed with the fragrance of roses from the <b>bouquet </b>on the side table<b>. </b><b>It </b>all created a
strange bnce between life and recovery<b>, </b>as if the universe itself was <b>trying </b>to soothe me<b>. </b>
Noah began swinging his <b>legs </b>on the bed, leaning slightly toward me. I could feel how much he missed me, even though he never said it aloud. He had waited long enough for moments like this, sitting beside me without fear of a nurse asking him to leave<b>, </b><b>or </b>without worrying about bad news from the doctor<b>. </b>For
him, me being here, still able to smile at him, was enough to ease all his fears.
I traced his face gently with my fingers, realizing how quickly time was passing. Noah was no longer the baby I used to rock to sleep; he was growing, learning to understand the world in his own simple yet curious way. A wave of emotion swelled in me,pride, mixed with the fear of missing out on important
moments in his life.
Time seemed to slow down. The sounds outside became faint, like distant background music. I only
wanted to keep this moment inside my heart, a reminder that even in the middle of wounds and exhaustion, there was always a reason to hold on. Noah was my reason, the little light that kept guiding
me to rise again.
Slowly, I matched my breathing with his restless movements beside me. He yed with his little toy on top of the nket, making imaginary sounds that made himugh at himself. Thatughter was contagious, filling the room that once felt empty. I realized happiness didn’t alwayse from big things, but from simple presences so full of sincerity.
When my eyes drifted to the window, I saw a clear blue sky with thin clouds driftingzily. There was a promise in that view,a promise that today would be better, that stepping out of this hospital wasn’t just about going home, but also a beginning.
I pulled Noah closer, letting his small body rest against mine. He was quiet for a moment, then smiled softly at me, as if he already felt content just sitting there. My heart felt full, so full it was almost overflowing. In thatfortable silence, I knew this was my true home, not walls or roofs, but the embrace and love that existed between me, Noah, and little by little, Liam.
“Mommy’s not sick anymore?” he asked softly.
His question warmed my heart. I nodded, stroking his cheek. <b>“</b>I’m feeling better. Today <b>we </b>can go home, and Mommy can be with <b>you </b>again.”
He grinned wide, then hugged me without hesitation. That little embrace felt <b>so </b>sincere and full of love, making me realize how much I missed him during my stay in the hospital.
When Noah finally pulled back, I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair gently.
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I looked at his cheerful face after hugging me. His smile was still wide, his eyes sparkling with morning excitement.
<b>“</b>Noah loves Mommy so much<b>,</b><b>” </b>he suddenly said, still clinging to me<b>. </b>
My heart skipped a beat, yet warmed instantly. I kissed his forehead softly. <b>“</b>Mommy loves <b>you </b><b>too</b><b>, </b>more than anything.”
He giggled softly<b>, </b>then nodded firmly. “When Mommy goes hometer, we can y together again, right?<b>” </b>
I smiled, looking into his clear eyes. “Yes. Mommy promises this time I won’t always be too busy<b>.</b><b>” </b>
<b>“</b>Noah also promises to take care of Mommy <b>so </b>she won’t get sick again,” he said with such seriousness that I couldn’t help butugh softly.
“Wow<b>, </b><b>so </b>Mommy has a little bodyguard now, huh?<b>” </b>I teased, gently pinching his cheek.
He nodded proudly. “Yes! The strongest bodyguard.”
The atmosphere felt light, full of warmth. I took a deep breath, trying to strengthen myself. “Now Mommy wants to freshen up first, soter when we go home, Mommy looks bright.”
Noah patted his chest. “Okay<b>, </b>Mommy. I’ll wait here. I promise I won’t go anywhere.”
Relieved by his answer, I reached out to hold his hand for a moment before standing up. “Good boy<b>.</b><b>” </b>
My body already felt much better, though still a little weak. I decided to get up and clean myself before Liam returned. “Noah, Mommy’s going to the bathroom for a bit, okay? You wait here.”
He nodded obediently, then sat at the edge of the bed, ying with the little toy he had brought from home. I walked slowly toward the bathroom in the corner of the room, careful not to rush since I wasn’t fully recovered yet.
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