The Wrong Woman

Dark clouds shrouded the rising sun, and mist spread across the landscape. Sienna stood halfway up the hill of Memorial Heights, clutching a bouquet. Her gaze was full of sorrow as she looked at Shelly's photo on the tombstone.

For the past year, she had been traveling and working. It had been too long since she visited Shelly's grave.

"Mom, I came back yesterday. I visited Felix. He's doing great in the prison, behaving well, and even had his sentence reduced."

Sienna moved closer, placing the flowers near the headstone. She sat next to it, leaning against Shelly's grave. Gazing at the distant mountains, she appreciated the serene, beautiful surroundings. "It's peaceful and lovely here," she murmured with a faint smile.

"Mom, living here isn't bad at all. At least it's away from the noise and worries. It's peaceful here, and we can enjoy mountains, scenery, and moonlight.

"I have another important reason for coming back this time. I want to find Jane." Sienna's tone grew heavy, her mood somber.

parents said she's working in Phoenicia now, and I can't reach her. Do you think Jane could've been the one who stole my manuscript?" Naturally,

my laptop. The plagiarized parts are exactly what I had saved before leaving the town. Everything I wrote afterward is

we grew up together like sisters. I can't believe she'd do such a thing. I can't find her now, Mom,

one more thing. I saw him." Sienna lowered her

my background and thought I wasn't good enough for him, yet he's acting

all, there was no one else in the world with whom she felt safe enough

Heights. She visited her old apartment, only to take a glance

store. But time had

for a moment, Memories flooding back. She recalled Shelly being busy restocking shelves while Felix lazily played games at the counter. They were scenes of ordinary, happy times that now felt like

tears welling up in her eyes, Sienna moved

leaning against the