The Wrong Woman

"That's not a reason to break up with someone," Daniel said. He leaned his head on Sienna's shoulder and closed his eyes, tears rolling down his cheeks.

His voice was hoarse as he whispered, "Sisi, I love you deeply. When I was at my lowest, ready to give up on everything, it wasn't the desire to live that kept me going.

"It was my love for you. Your love motivated me to pull myself together, to undergo risky surgery, and to work in this city just to be near you."

His desperation was clear as he pleaded, "Please, just give me more time. Two months isn't enough for you to fall in love with me."

Sienna was crying uncontrollably. The more Daniel's words touched her, the more painful she felt. It felt like a thousand needles piercing her heart, the pain seeping into her bones. What had she done to deserve such deep love from a man?

She could be selfish and make Daniel quit his job as an anti-drug officer. It would give them a chance to be together. But she couldn't bring herself to do that.

Sienna knew that love was fleeting and often couldn't withstand the test of time. However, a noble career was something that could last a lifetime.

She forcefully pulled his hands away and stepped out of his embrace. She wiped her tears and turned to him.

a man like you, successful, wealthy, and good-looking, deserves someone better. We're just not meant for

she spoke, tears welled up in Daniel's eyes. Sorrow filled his expression,

deep breath and continued, "We come from different worlds. Your feelings for me might simply be a

fade, you'll see I'm not as wonderful as you

friends, okay?" Daniel pleaded, hoping to salvage something from their relationship,

her head. Whether they were friends or

of Sienna's relationship with an anti-drug officer, so any form of

by trying to stay friends and seeing each

murmured sadly. "Just regular friends.

can't," Sienna replied, tears welling as she left without looking

couch, utterly

of heartache coursed