The Wrong Woman

Half an hour later, Sienna saw Shelly return to the ward, but Daniel was nowhere in sight. She felt a pang of disappointment.

Shelly comforted her, explaining, "Daniel just got called in for an urgent task, so he went to the police station."

Sienna managed a faint smile and let out a soft hum in response. She understood the demands of Daniel's job. Even so, the way he left without a word made her feel somewhat disheartened. Shelly smiled warmly as she unpacked the food. "I got your favorite ravioli for you."

"Thanks, Mom," Sienna replied, sitting up and noticing Felix engrossed in a game on the couch.

Sometimes, Sienna couldn't help but envy Felix. How could he remain so carefree and untouched by the weight of responsibility or pressure?

Even on the most challenging days, he seemed to float through life without a worry in the world.

Approaching Sienna with the ravioli, Shelly said softly, "Let me feed you."

"It's okay," Sienna replied, mustering a helpless smile as she took the take-out box from her mother. "Mom, I'm not seriously injured. I can manage on my own."

the chair across from Sienna. She gazed at her

to keep Sienna company. Felix had been lying on the couch, engrossed in his

noticed he was still at it. She glanced at her

foliage outside. It cast vibrant, dappled shadows

doctor examined Sienna and determined her injuries weren't as serious, she was discharged. However, Daniel still hadn't

the last messages on her phone, a

swamped lately. Take

"Your work matters. I'll

further exchanges since

a bit stronger with each passing day. However, Daniel remained engulfed in his work, not bothering to

sky was clear, and the air was

her electric scooter and zipped from her

took matters into her own hands.