Page 44 of Beauty
I’m twenty-four. I still have plenty of time for love.
And if Noah and I are meant to be, we’ll find each other again.
Noah
Me: Meet my son, Oliver George Harrison.
War: Holy shit! You’re a dad?? What the hell, Harry? Call me when you can.
War: Oh shit. Forgot to add a big fucking CONGRATS! Can’t wait to meet the little guy and teach him how to skate. Love you, bro.
The moment my son was placed in my arms was officially the greatest moment of my life.
But when I had to hand him back, so much of the hopefulness his presence infused me with drained right back out. Because my first instinct was to call Sienna. But I don’t have her fucking number. Not only that, but I never told her about him. She had no idea I was about to become a dad, so finding out about a baby would really be a surprise.
Probably an unwelcome one.
Still, I can’t help but feel that agreeing to her plan was the biggest mistake I’ve ever made. About two minutes after she left, regret engulfed me. I knew without a doubt I shouldn’t have let her leave without getting her full name.
I went so far as to offer a hundred-dollar bill to any employee who could give me her name.
No one who was tempted by the bribe had any useful information, and the front desk absolutely refused.
Leaving the Bahamas without that information left me sick to my stomach.
That nausea still rolls through me often. I may never see her again.
With my hands laced behind my head, I blow out a breath. I can’t think like that. I’ve got to have hope.
I’ll examine every dollar bill I come across until I find her.
My son cries, snapping me out of my obsessive thoughts. It’s the reminder I need. This is why I agreed to her plan. Ollie has to come first.
One Year Later
Sienna
“How does it feel to be the top fashion designer in the world?”
There’s no fighting the urge to roll my eyes at the host of the morning show. “I’m not.”
“She still hasn’t accepted the truth,” Cat says from beside me.
We’ve done one interview after another since our show on Netflix premiered last week and shot to the number one spot.
The work was grueling yet incredible. We filmed for eight months, and editing took a couple more. Now that the show has premiered, I have no intention of leaving Paris. I fell in love with the city immediately and quickly purchased my own apartment.Fortunately, Cat and her family spend almost all their time here as well, so I’m not lonely.
Though I’ve barely seen my brothers. The same guys who swore they’d visit all the time.
My life is busy. I spend my days in meetings preparing for my next launch and I spend my nights drawing.
I rarely have a moment to think of anything but my designs, but when I do, my mind immediately goes to Noah.
When I have a second to breathe, all I can think is: will he see this interview? Or watch my show?
It’s doubtful. More than once, he mentioned that he never watches television. But a girl can hope.
Though it’s been a year since we said goodbye, I swear sometimes I can still taste him on my lips.
