The Wrong Woman

Mila set her phone aside, pulling the covers up to sleep.

The next morning greeted her with a refreshed feeling. After freshening up, she checked the time and felt it was the right moment to check on Nathan.

As she opened the door, she was taken aback to find Nathan standing there, still and silent, blocking her path. Their eyes met, and she found herself taken aback yet again.

A soft smile graced Nathan's lips, his eyes clear but tinged with a touch of resignation.

"Are you fully awake now?" Mila teased lightly.

"Is it really you?"

"Yes, did you think I was some sort of imagination?"

"With how I felt yesterday, it wouldn't have been surprising," Nathan admitted.

feeling well?" Mila

"Yeah," he replied.

He lifted

assumed that by morning, the effects of the drug would have faded. To her surprise, Nathan had merely

in the motel room, exhausting themselves until Mila felt her body grow limp and her limbs weak, succumbing to sleep. They had their meals delivered to the room. Meanwhile, at the police station, Fenna remained detained for the entire day, with no sign

at the station to see her. The police questioned Nathan about pressing charges. If he chose to, Fenna would face imprisonment. While the

Cameron sat across from Fenna. She

voice thick with sorrow, "Fenna, why did you do this? What were you thinking? Nate

wife, and a child. Do you genuinely wish him well, or do you want to see him suffer? How can you

him harm!

Cam. I'm sorry, Nate. I was wrong! I don't know what came over me. I can't believe I was so foolish. I know I've made a mistake!" Cameron sighed deeply, rubbing his temples and lowering his

with regret, Fenna rested her head on the

of contemplation, Nathan spoke calmly, "I'll give you