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

that night, Shelly went home, leaving Felix to keep Sienna company. Felix had been

middle of the night, she noticed he was still at it. She glanced at her phone and found no new notifications. Later,

sunlight streamed through the dense foliage outside. It cast vibrant, dappled shadows into

weren't as serious, she was discharged. However, Daniel still hadn't shown

stared at the last messages on her phone, a heaviness

been swamped lately.

work matters.

further exchanges since

a few days, Sienna watched as the bruises on her body slowly faded. She felt a bit

the air was crisp. The streets were glistened with moisture, and

and zipped from her place to

visited her, she took matters into her own hands. Even a short glimpse of