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.

Nathan gently ushered her into the room, closing the door behind them. He lifted her off the ground, his lips finding hers as he

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

succumbing to sleep. They had their meals delivered to

charges. If he chose to, Fenna would face imprisonment. While the sentence might not be long, it would

Nathan and Cameron sat across from Fenna. She looked downcast and worn

sorrow, "Fenna, why did you do this? What were you thinking? Nate doesn't love you, he truly doesn't! When will you realize

should 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

claim to love him, but is this how you show it? What have you done that shows

family life, jeopardizing his marriage. It's clear, you wish him harm! You want him to suffer, yet you claim to love him? Your mindset is seriously

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

have to face the consequences on your own. I