The Wrong Woman

"Ms. Lawson, what if we bring our IDs tomorrow and have a date at city hall?" Daniel suggested with sincerity.

Sienna's face lit up with a joyful smile, clearly showing her love for him. Leaning close to Daniel's ear, she whispered shyly, "Nah."

"Whenever you're ready to marry me, just say the word. I'll give you the perfect proposal, the romantic wedding of your dreams, and a cozy home."

"Daniel, all I want is for you to be safe," Sienna said, her concern evident.

Daniel's expression dimmed, and he gently lowered Sienna from his back onto the grassy slope beside them.

Sienna settled onto the grass, and Daniel joined her, taking her hand and rubbing it gently. He couldn't meet her gaze.

"Sisi, sometimes I worry that wanting to marry you might just be putting you in danger," Daniel said.

of his words. She threw herself into his arms,

Sienna responded. Daniel enveloped Sienna in his arms, closing his

worry for his parents, mainly because he had many siblings back

felt a

the past. The pain from

he would have survived let alone regained his health. Throughout his recovery, whenever he was with Sienna, all the darkness and despair

his side gave him the strength to face each day with energy and experience various emotions. It was the first time since everything happened that he felt

to whisper gently. Sunlight filtered through the dense

and held her face in his hands, studying

fuller, and her lips formed a pout. Her large, clear eyes

Sienna's voice, softened by her pout, sounded even