The Wrong Woman

Sienna arrived at Daniel's house on her electric scooter. Glancing at the midday sun, she wondered if Daniel would be at work by now. Feeling like she might be early, she hesitated at the entrance. Eventually, she decided to turn her scooter around, thinking she should leave. Just as she was about to go, Daniel opened the door and stepped out. After spotting Sienna, he quickly caught up to her and called out, "Sienna." Sienna stopped her scooter and turned to look at him.

Daniel seemed excited as he hurried to her side, his eyes warm and his voice gentle. "What brings you here?"

Sienna instantly lost her courage upon seeing him. Nervously, she asked, "Aren't you supposed to be at work?"

"I'm off today," Daniel replied. Unsure of where to rest his hands, he eventually shoved them into his pockets.

Sienna's shyness made it difficult for her to look him in the eyes. Whenever they were together, she felt a peculiar romantic tension building up inside her, leaving her nervous and unsure about how to act. "Are you heading out?" Sienna asked.

Without hesitation, Daniel replied, "No, I don't have any plans. Why don't you come in and sit for a while?"

Sienna glanced back at his house, feeling another wave of nervousness. Images from their last encounter flashed through her mind, causing her cheeks to flush uncontrollably.

"I just have one question for you, then I'll leave," Sienna said.

sadness knowing she would go as soon as she got her answer. In the days following their breakup, this was the first time Sienna had reached out to him. He glanced at the sky and remarked, "The sun's

couldn't help but follow his gaze

Daniel worried about getting a tan? She glanced at his healthy complexion. He usually didn't avoid

brief consideration, Sienna parked her electric scooter to the side. She switched it off, grabbed her keys and bag, and made her way over

they headed toward the house together. On their way, he pulled out his phone

incriminating evidence. Go and pick

message, Daniel switched off his

brushed off her shoes,

while Sienna settled onto the couch. She felt increasingly nervous as she thought about how to start

time she was there the night

calm. Sienna found this peculiar. Why was she still bothered by the incident while Daniel seemed unfazed? Did men and women

train of thought. "Sienna, would you like

him. "Do you