The Wrong Woman

Sienna quickly shook her head. "I-"

Before she could finish, Florence interrupted, "Yeah, that's right, stay with us. It's convenient, free, and safe. It's too dangerous for a young woman to stay in a hotel alone!"

"Thank you, Madam Florence, but I'll be fine at the hotel," Sienna replied. She felt a bit panicked inside.

It had been a year since she had last seen Daniel. She didn't even know if he was married now. Maybe no one here knew she used to be his girlfriend. Staying here would be so awkward.

"Sienna, please stay here," Mila pleaded, hugging Sienna's arm. "I'm busy planning the wedding, and there's so much to do. If you're here, you can give me some suggestions, and I won't feel overwhelmed."

"Wanda, I've never been married, so I don't know much about these things." Sienna felt lost and anxious as she tried to decline their kindness. Their enthusiasm overwhelmed her.

Florence stood up and called to the maid behind her, "Prepare a room for Ms. Lawson."

"Yes, madam," the maid replied and headed upstairs.

Visibly panicked, Sienna quickly stood up. "It's truly fine. I'll stay at the hotel-"

you my wedding dress and gown." Feeling completely helpless, Sienna turned to

replied with

and pulled a wedding dress and an evening gown

so beautiful,"

exquisite and dazzling that she didn't dare touch it, afraid she might

of

really good to

wedding dress and gown on the bed. Then, she walked over to Sienna and gently linked

whispered into Sienna's ear, "Sienna, are you not interested in

her mood grew somber. She recalled the words Daniel had once

lost the urge to commit to you. I would return to Phoenicia and marry someone from a more suitable background." Even after a year, those words still pierced her heart with pain whenever she thought of

place and thought ending a relationship when love had faded was far