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.

the weight of his words. She threw herself into his arms, clinging

your safety. If I become your wife and you turn me into a widow, I'll never forgive you," Sienna responded. Daniel enveloped Sienna in his

for his parents, mainly because

Daniel promised earnestly. He felt a weight in his chest, his sense of attachment to his loved

past. The pain from those dark times still lingered vividly

health. Throughout his

each day with energy and experience various emotions. It was the

the leaves to whisper gently. Sunlight filtered through the dense canopy, creating intricate

held her face in his hands,

formed a pout. Her large, clear eyes sparkled

softened by