The Wrong Woman

After getting into the car, Vivian slammed the door shut in frustration and snapped at the driver, "Why the hell aren't you driving yet? What, are you eating crap? You're as dumb as a brick." The driver hurriedly started the car.

Still seething, Vivian pulled out her phone and dialed Alex's number. As soon as Alex answered, Vivian's tone shifted dramatically to a sweet, flirtatious coo. "Alex, I miss you. Where are you? Can I come over?"

Molly scoffed and turned to stare out the window, her expression souring further.

The car continued heading toward Sienna's hometown. After several hours on the road, they finally arrived. Daniel popped the trunk and unloaded a duffle bag packed with Sienna's and his belongings. Noticing the items he had packed, Sienna asked, "Are you planning to stay for a couple of days?"

"Wouldn't you like that?" Daniel countered.

Tears filled Sienna's eyes. She desperately wanted to stay. She just never thought she could.

She was alone, and the house was empty. Although she longed to stay, she dreaded the loneliness, the sadness, and the silent tears from missing Shelly and Felix.Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Fortunately, things had changed. She had a man by her side who brought warmth into her life. The feeling of coming home felt different to her now.

"Thank you, Honey," Sienna said, her voice filled with emotion.

Daniel remained silent. He simply held her hand and led her inside the house. He removed the plastic covers from the furniture, quickly cleaned up, and tidied Sienna's room.

Sienna sat in Shelly's room with her family photo in hand. Tears welled up as memories of the past overwhelmed her.

Her parents were no longer alive, and Felix was still in prison. All she could do was whisper to them in her heart, "Don't worry about me. I'm doing well. I've found the right person, and I'm truly happy."

After finishing his tasks, Daniel entered and sat beside Sienna. He took her hand in his, gently massaging it as he spoke in a soft voice, "Don't dwell on the sad things. Let's focus on the happy memories and look forward to the future."

Sienna sniffled and discreetly wiped her tears away before nodding her head.

"I'm sorry, Darling," said Daniel.

Confused, Sienna looked at him with teary eyes. "Why are you apologizing?"

"I couldn't secure Felix's release. Can you understand where I'm coming from?" Daniel felt dejected and carried a sense of guilt toward her.

Despite his deep love for her, there were certain boundaries he would never cross.

Sienna offered a calm smile. "Of course, I understand. Felix is imprisoned, not gone forever. We don't have to rescue him. He should serve his time and reform himself. He still has a future when he gets

out in a few years."

Daniel returned her gentle smile and hugged her. Getting someone out of prison was feasible for him, but he would never consider it as it went against his principles.

"I've already spoken with my friends about Felix. They'll ensure he's treated well and not suffering any injustice," Daniel said.

Sienna nodded and hummed in response.

"Let's go and see Felix after we visit your mother," Daniel suggested.

"Sure."

"Stay here and rest for a bit. I'll prepare lunch. We can head up the mountain once we've eaten."

Sienna placed the photo down, stood up, and took Daniel's hand. "Let's cook together. I really want to be in the kitchen now that I'm home." "Alright," Daniel said.

He held her hand as they left the room. All he wanted was to give her the freedom to do as she pleased, to help her reconnect with her old self and rediscover the feeling of home.

At Memorial Heights, a cool breeze whispered through the air. Sienna sat by Shelly's gravestone and gently wiped it clean with a damp cloth. She brought fresh flowers, lita candle, and murmured a prayer.

After Daniel offered a prayer for Shelly, he stepped aside and watched in silence. A wave of guilt flooded him.