The Wrong Woman

Sienna arrived at Daniel's house on her electric scooter. Glancing at the midday sun, she wondered if Daniel would be at work by now. Feeling like she might be early, she hesitated at the entrance. Eventually, she decided to turn her scooter around, thinking she should leave. Just as she was about to go, Daniel opened the door and stepped out. After spotting Sienna, he quickly caught up to her and called out, "Sienna." Sienna stopped her scooter and turned to look at him.

Daniel seemed excited as he hurried to her side, his eyes warm and his voice gentle. "What brings you here?"

Sienna instantly lost her courage upon seeing him. Nervously, she asked, "Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"I'm off today," Daniel replied. Unsure of where to rest his hands, he eventually shoved them into his pockets.

Sienna's shyness made it difficult for her to look him in the eyes. Whenever they were together, she felt a peculiar romantic tension building up inside her, leaving her nervous and unsure about how to act. "Are you heading out?" Sienna asked.

Without hesitation, Daniel replied, "No, I don't have any plans. Why don't you come in and sit for a while?"

Sienna glanced back at his house, feeling another wave of nervousness. Images from their last encounter flashed through her mind, causing her cheeks to flush uncontrollably.

"I just have one question for you, then I'll leave," Sienna said.

go as soon as she got her answer. In the days following their breakup, this was the first time Sienna had reached out to

follow his gaze to find

Daniel worried about getting a tan? She glanced at his healthy complexion. He usually didn't avoid the sun, did

the side. She switched

house together. On their way, he pulled out his phone and quickly typed a

her hands on Clement's incriminating evidence. Go and pick it up. I've got a busy day ahead so no

the message, Daniel switched off

backpack, brushed off her shoes, and entered with a hint

in the kitchen while Sienna settled onto the couch. She felt increasingly nervous

the last time she was there the night she nearly

awkward. Instead, he was always composed and calm. Sienna found this peculiar. Why was she still bothered by

thought. "Sienna, would you like milk

to him. "Do

He walked over with a bottle of mineral water, fetched a glass, poured her some, and handed it