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."

across from Sienna. She gazed at her

Shelly went home, leaving Felix to keep Sienna company. Felix had been lying on

she noticed he was still at it. She glanced at

streamed through the dense foliage

and determined her injuries weren't as serious, she

her phone, a heaviness settling in her

"Sisi, I've been swamped lately. Take care of

"Your work matters. I'll

no further

for a few days, Sienna watched as the bruises on her body slowly faded. She felt a bit stronger with each passing day. However, Daniel remained engulfed

air as rain drizzled down. The sky was clear, and the air was crisp. The streets were

her place

own hands. Even