Sienna’s POV
I informed him that if the battery is small, robots will not be able to fly. Noah shook his arms and nearly hit his glass while being told to make the battery bigger.
Without delay, I shunned the glass. “Sad heart, everyone.”
Liam advised Noah to eat first, using a gentle and firm tone. He stated that chewing while chewed should be allowed as much as possible, but not choked.
Noah nodded and licked a large piece of cake in his mouth. “Good riddance!”
His cheeks popped open as he exclaimed “Mmm!” and said, “You’re so delicious, Mom.”
Seeing him relish it filled me with a strong emotional response.
“I’m glad you like it.”
The expressions of admiration and relief were difficult to discern, but Liam looked at both of us with determination.
He slowly drank from his coffee cup.
Your ability to make the day feel good is always present.
I didn’t reply right away. His words were too close to the truth, and they seemed too genuine.With my head tilted back, I devoured another piece of cake.
“Suddenty you look exhausted,” he said.
My gaze widened slightly. “Understanding, I guess.”
“Sienna..”
That tone. The one he barely used recently.
“You haven’t had a good night of sleep for the past two nights. I heard you waking up a few times.”
Biting into my lower lip, I didn’t think he would notice.
mumbled, “couldn’t fall asleep.”
His voice was almost silent as he asked, “Are you thinking of something?”
Noah interrupted me as I was about to respond.
“Daddy! Daddy, it’s a tiny island!” he exclaimed, gesturing to his cake with clemency.
With a smile on his face, Liam replied, “Oh no! What island is that?”
“Robot Island!”
Noah surveyed his kitchen, where all the houses are rundown and the food is. My laughter was soft as the robots appeared to have a sweet tooth.With certainty, Noah replied, “Yes, of course they do.”
The simple and warm moment felt like something that had been lost for a long time. As Noah laughed in the kitchen, I lost all my thoughts for a few seconds.
Atter placing his fork down stowly, Liam said, “Sienna, please don’t hold back and speak to me if you feel it.
Thank you.”
I fell silent. I felt a need to reveal everything about my anxiety, guilt and confusion. However it was too much for my tongue to handle?
“I’m all set,” I said with a smile.
For an hour and then he stared at me like, trying to read all the things I didn’t say. i gazed at Noah.
descended from his chair and ran towards the living room.
“Daddy, let’s play,” he exclaimed softly.
I let out a grunt. “Sorry, sweetheart. Don’t run after eating.
He clearly stated that he was not running, but it was clear that his words were.
With a smile on his face, Liam rose from his chair.
Following him, I collected the plates. As I turned and carried them towards the kitchen, Liam unexpectedly grabbed a chunk of the stack.
“I’ll help,” he said.
“It’s okay ”
“I’m sure you’ll agree.” His grin flickered with a smile. “Let me just say that.”
The way he spoke made me stop arguing. He took two plates while I held onto the rest, and I nodded in agreement.
We all walked into the kitchen together. The silence was awaited, but no words were spoken. With a gentle and familiar presence, Liam set the plates down while washing the glasses and turning on their faucets. The task was simple.
While trying to be productive, I wiped my hands on my apron. I realized earlier that I had been giving him too much attention.
“Thank you,” I said finally.
Liam turned slightly. “For what?”


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