Siara is leading a happy life ,she has a family now her loving husband and a adorable daughter
what she left was not only her past but also her family specially her dear sister sara
texting herself, a raw, desperate whisper in the vast, cold emptiness of her apartment. Her fingers shake as she stares at the last few notes in her hand.]
sarah
Not enough. Not even for rent. I just sent everything to Mom.
A deep, shuddering sigh. She pulls on a thin, damp jacket, the cold seeping into her bones. Her only hope. Sara's old place..
sarah
Please. Please let someone be there
Lina arrives at Sara’s old apartment building. The rain has just started, blurring the city lights. She pulls out Sara's spare key. It doesn’t work. The lock's been changed. Despair washes over her. No choice left. She presses the doorbell.
The door clicks open. Noah stands there. Tall. Brooding. Dark, intense eyes that pierce through her. He looks worn, broken, yet utterly captivating. Her heart slams against her ribs. In her 18 years, she's never felt anything like it.
Noah
Who are you ? Siara (shocked)
Noah
No you are not siara you look so alike
Noah
Are you her sister ?
sarah
Yes ,why are you in my sister's house
Sarah Noah's face Watches as light falls on him
sarah
Hey aren't you Noah the photographer of the famous portrait "Girl under moonlight"
Noah
Come inside
Noah
What is your name ?
sarah
Sarah
sarah
did you live with my sister?
Noah
Yeah we shared the apartment
Noah
go wash yourself you are all wet from the rain
sarah
Thank you ,
Noah
Will my siara return to me if I hurt her most beloved treasure ( grins )
Comments
tasha angin
Come on, Author! Give us the next chapter already!
2025-06-15
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