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.

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

have faded. To her surprise, Nathan had merely held back, with no intention of dissipating

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

Fenna would face imprisonment. While the

sat across from Fenna. She looked downcast and worn

did you do this? What were you thinking? Nate

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

you show it? What have you done that shows your

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

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

to face the consequences on your own. I can't help