The Wrong Woman

Sienna was overwhelmed with conflicting emotions. She rummaged through drawers, hastily grabbing socks and underwear before shutting them abruptly and leaving in a rush.

An impulse to flee consumed her. She pushed the thought away, trying to distract herself. But the more she tried, the more she felt a painful prick in her heart.

Upon her return to the hospital ward, Daniel was already asleep. She carefully set down the duffel bag and sat on the bedside, watching over him.

Her eyes followed the slow drip of the IV, then drifted to his handsome, peaceful face. A tinge of sadness welled up within her.

Sienna couldn't comprehend why Daniel would cling to the ring Vivian had given him, even after the harm she had repeatedly inflicted on him.

Vivian had endangered Daniel's life before, and now she was causing him further suffering. Why did he still harbor feelings for her?

The more Sienna dwelled on it, the deeper her sorrow grew. Leaning against the bedside, she reached out instinctively to Daniel's hand, her movements gentle and deliberate as she intertwined her fingers with his.

A profound emptiness consumed her, leaving her feeling utterly insecure. She dreaded the possibility that Daniel might still hold affection for Vivian.

Feeling a gentle touch in his hand, Daniel slowly opened his eyes and found Sienna sleeping beside him, their hands intertwined.

A contented smile spread across his face. He hadn't expected her to return after being away for some time.

Filled with warmth and happiness, Daniel squeezed Sienna's hand tighter, feeling her presence soothing in the quiet hospital room. The sufferings he endured seemed insignificant with her by his side.

That night, as the drug's effects wore off, Daniel quickly arranged to leave the hospital. Sienna urged him to stay for another day of observation, but he declined.

At 4:00 am, Daniel had an important task awaiting him at the police station. He changed into the clothes Sienna had brought, then held her hand tightly as they exited the hospital.

They grabbed a quick meal before he escorted her home. Along the way, Daniel noticed a change in Sienna's mood. She appeared downcast and distant.

Standing together in the softly lit alley outside her building, the dim yellow glow surrounded them, causing their shadows to overlap.

Sienna looked down and murmured, "I'm heading back now. Take care."

Daniel quickly reached out as she turned, taking hold of her arm and drawing her into his embrace.

His gentle voice came above her head. "Is everything all right? You've seemed down since we left the hospital. Is there something on your mind?" With her cheek pressed against his chest, Sienna closed her eyes and shook her head.

"Are you sure everything's all right?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Sisi, if anything's bothering you or if there's something you're struggling with, you need to tell me straight up. Keeping it inside will only make things harder for you. Get it?"

Sienna hummed in response.

"So, tell me. What's on your mind?". Daniel gently held her shoulders, creating a bit of space between

them. He looked into her eyes with a

sincere expression.

Sienna met his gaze, feeling her heart flutter. She found comfort in Daniel's straightforwardness. It was one of the reasons she trusted him so deeply.

She realized she wouldn't deserve his sincere love if she continued hiding her feelings and trying to figure everything out alone.

"Daniel, I stumbled upon a ring today while packing your clothes."

Daniel's expression shifted slightly. "The one in the black box?"

Sienna nodded with a heavy heart, her voice filled with disappointment. "Yes, it looked like a woman's ring, but it was quite big, like something you'd wear.

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