The Wrong Woman

Daniel stopped in his tracks and looked at Ryan, asking, "So, should I have forced her to choose between her mother and me?"

Ryan was at a loss for words. Making his ex-girlfriend choose while he couldn't give up his job did seem selfish. He suddenly understood Daniel's decision. "Do you love her that much? Even more than your job?" he asked.

"Yeah."

"Is there no other way?"

"No."

"It's been a year. Are you sure she still likes you?"

Hearing Ryan's question, Daniel's expression darkened, uncertainty clouding his eyes.

Reading Daniel's thoughts from his expression, Ryan exclaimed, "You never discussed this with her, did you? Do you think quitting your job will fix everything?" "Not yet. I want to get her mother's approval first."

year apart, she might not feel the same. Women

laughing and flirting at the wedding. She no longer seemed like the shy, lively girl he

his shoulder reassuringly. "Don't rush into quitting. Think it

Daniel's mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, all centered on Sienna. He passed an old

with the bag, his eyes scanning the living room before glancing

time, and the family was chatting in the living room while waiting

"Stop looking. Sienna

paused. "Left? Where did

sighed. "She thanked us and said she didn't want to be a burden. She said some pleasantries but didn't tell us where she

set down the pastries and dashed upstairs, bursting into Sienna's room. It was spotless,

throb in his heart and a spasm in his stomach. It was hard to

calling Sienna, but the call go through. After their breakup had