Forgotten Wife My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left (Clara and Liam) novel Chapter 272

Sienna’s POV

I slowly turned the glass of water in front of me, watching the tiny bubbles rise to the surface. “Sometimes I feel like I have to be strong all the time. Like if I stop for even a moment, everything will fall apart.”

“But it’s usually the opposite,” he said calmly. “Things fall apart because they’re forced to keep standing.”

et out a soft laugh not because it was funny, but because it felt right. “You know, today at the library! finally felt like ! was allowed to go slow. I didn’t have to rush to become anything.”

“And you suit that version of yourself,” he replied.

I lifted my gaze and looked out the window for a moment.

Sunlight slipped between buildings, reflecting off passing cars. “I’m afraid that if I enjoy moments like this too much, I’ll just be disappointed again later.”

Liam didn’t answer right away. He picked up his napkin and folded it slowly. “Enjoying a moment isn’t a promise that pain won’t come again. It’s a choice to live in the spaces between them.”

His words warmed my chest. “You’ve changed,” I murmured.

“Learned,” he corrected. “And trying.”The waiter returned with our drinks. I thanked him and took a sip of my sparkling water. The refreshing taste made me smile without realizing it.

“I’m glad you came today,” I said honestly.

Liam looked at me, his expression gentle. “Me too. It feels like remembering a version of us that was simpler.”

I nodded. “Without big drama. Without raised voices.”

“Just conversation, books, and pasta,” he added with a smile.

I laughed softly. “And pizza you’re definitely going to finish.”

“Without question,” he said lightly.

A comfortable silence followed. Not awkward. Not in need of filling. And I realized something that togetherness doesn’t always have to come with promises or grand certainty. Sometimes, sitting together, sharing small stories, and feeling safe is already more than enough.

“I still can’t believe it,” I murmured softly after a few seconds.

“Can’t believe what?”

When I thought about it, everything had happened so fast.

I’d come to the library looking for inspiration, and suddenly I’d found a cover that felt exactly right. Like a sign. And Liam, without hesitation, immediately said he’dfind the right person for it.

He let out a small laugh. “Hey, I really was interested.

Seme of them actually made me rethink the office aesthetics.”

I smiled too, then sighed. “I mean I was afraid you’d think all of this was too complicated. Me. This book. The past that keeps sneaking in everywhere.”

Liam didn’t answer right away. He slowly spun the empty glass on the table, then stopped. “You are complicated,” he said honestly, without judgment. “But not in a way I want to avoid.”

I looked at him, my heart beating a little faster. “Then in what way?”

“In a way that’s worth fighting for,” he said calmly.

The sentence landed just like that, no dramatics, no emphasis. But I felt it lodge itself deep in my chest.

I looked away, trying to steady my breathing. “Do youhave any idea how scary words like that are?”

He smiled faintly. “I know. That’s why I didn’t say them earlier.”

I laughed softly, half relieved, half trembling. “You’re strange.”