The Wrong Woman

"No, I'm good," Sienna huffed. She chomped down on her apple with a loud crunch and chewed vigorously.

"Oh, come on, join me and check it out. You never know; I might land a small part," Felix urged.

He fixed his meticulously groomed hair. He brimmed with excitement as if he was on the verge of stardom at any moment.

Sienna glared at him. "I'm not going. Is it that hard to understand?"

"Are you suddenly going through menopause, or did you eat something spicy?" Felix muttered.

He dashed out of the house before Sienna could hurl her apple at him.

Sienna couldn't resist any longer. She reached for her phone and considered calling Daniel herself. With him not reaching out, she felt it was time to take matters into her own hands.

Just as she was about to dial, an incoming call interrupted her, causing her to jump at the sudden ringing. When she saw Daniel's caller ID flash across the screen, a jolt of nerves surged through her.

Setting down her apple, she cleared her throat and composed herself before answering his call. She called out softly, "Daniel."

Daniel's charming voice came through from the other end of the line. "Sienna, I'm downstairs at your place. Come down for a moment. I'm waiting for you in the car."

"What's up?" she asked.

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