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.

not feeling well?" Mila

"Yeah," he replied.

the door behind them. He lifted her off the ground, his lips finding

had assumed that by morning, the effects of the drug would have faded. To her surprise, Nathan had merely held back, with no intention of

to sleep. They had their meals delivered to the room. Meanwhile, at the police station, Fenna

the station to see her. The police questioned Nathan about pressing charges. If he chose to, Fenna

sat across from Fenna. She looked

away his tears, spoke with a voice thick with sorrow, "Fenna, why did you do this? What were you thinking? Nate doesn't love you, he truly doesn't! When

I help you? Why would you target Nate? He has a family, a wife, and a child. Do you genuinely wish him well, or do you want to see him suffer? How can you be so selfish? "You claim to love him, but is this how you show it? What have you done

wish him harm! You want him to suffer, yet you claim to love him? Your

down Fenna's face as she sobbed, "I'm sorry, 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 head in distress. "You'll

regret, Fenna rested her head

contemplation, Nathan spoke calmly, "I'll give you two options,