The Wrong Woman

Sienna had just settled into her room when she heard a knock at the door. She opened it, expecting to see Mila, but was surprised to find Daniel standing there.

Feeling anxious, she asked, "Do you need something?"

Daniel's gaze was intense, but his tone was gentle. "My room is right next to yours. If you need anything, don't hesitate to come find me."

Sienna couldn't imagine what she might need from him. She pursed her lips, feeling a bit helpless. Mila must've deliberately placed her guest room next to Daniel's; she was sure of that. Out of politeness, Sienna nodded and said, "Okay."

Just as she was about to close the door, Daniel placed his hand on it, looking slightly nervous as he gazed at her.

"Anything else?" Sienna asked.

Daniel slowly withdrew his hand. His Adam's apple bobbed as he spoke in a husky tone, "How... long will you be staying?"

Sienna felt a twinge of sadness but responded casually, "You don't want me to stay here?"

Daniel hurried to explain, "No, that's not it. I just wanted to know how many days you'll be in Phoenicia."

But I have a book signing event next

fists, his breathing becoming a bit

"The 5th."

Wanda's wedding. You can stay here," Daniel

staying at my place.

were still alive, she wouldn't have worried about Sienna staying at her ex-boyfriend's house. His concern seemed odd to

say so much

nothing more to

Daniel replied,

a sudden urge tugged at him to reopen it. His hand rested against the door, yet he couldn't justify a

the door behind him. He sank onto his bed, his gaze

a roof, with only one wall separating them. This closeness triggered the deep and unsettling emotions within

couldn't stop thinking about was

He tossed and turned, unable to sleep