The Wrong Woman

As the sun sank beneath the horizon, casting the sky in shades of red, Daniel stood on the balcony just off the living room, enjoying the beautiful view. He felt much better since Sienna's arrival. Nathan came down from upstairs and noticed Daniel on the balcony, looking lonely and sad. He walked over and put a hand on Daniel's shoulder.

"You've been taking more breaks lately," he said.

Daniel turned to him with a gentle smile but remained silent.

He hadn't taken a day off in the past year. He kept himself occupied with various tasks. It was to prevent his mind from wandering to Sienna and to suppress any urge to reach out to her.

Daniel even avoided learning about any news regarding her or mentioning her name, fearing he would lose control and struggle to move on.

"How's it going?" Nathan asked as he dropped his hand and leaned against the railing, looking at Daniel.

"What do you mean?" Daniel looked puzzled.

"She's here. What's your plan?"

Daniel understood the implication. He lowered his head and said with a touch of sadness in his voice, "I appreciate Wanda's intentions, but there's no future for us. She's a great person. I don't want to hurt her.

"There must be a reason, right?" Nathan probed, aware of Daniel's feelings for Sienna.

his tone tinged with resignation. "She even knelt before me." Daniel was always upright and respectful. He felt it was a weighty plea to have an elder kneel

were in a relationship

small town for a few months, yet he had quickly won Sienna over, entered into a relationship, and broken up. The speed was beyond his comprehension. Daniel simply

content with a straightforward life, focusing solely on work and showing

he had kept them all at a distance. It turned out he

consideration, Nathan extended his hand again to comfort Daniel. "It's time to move on. It seems Sienna may not feel the same way about you."

not great at sugarcoating things. She even suggested I

Daniel's words left him

grinned. "She's in my room, having a

against the railing beside Nathan,

toward the

going to be the

Sienna, but she turned it

"Why?"

"No idea."

Daniel hummed in response.