The Wrong Woman

Sienna's heart pounded fiercely as if trying to escape her chest. She felt as though her insides were about to burst with fear and a sharp pain gripped her lower abdomen.

The moment she saw Daniel's face, she couldn't suppress her tears any longer. She took a deep breath, overwhelmed by the urge to cry. Her tears weren't out of excitement or sorrow, but terror.

Daniel gently kissed her forehead and whispered, "Darling, don't be afraid. I'm here now. Just stay quiet."

Clutching her painful abdomen, Sienna slowly crouched on the floor as her legs buckled from fear.

Daniel quickly steadied her. He turned the faucet back on and asked in a lowered voice, "What's wrong?"

"Why did you have to scare me like that?" Sienna whimpered, her eyes brimming with tears.

Ridden with guilt, Daniel explained, "I wasn't sure it was you in the room. I had to stay hidden until I could be certain."

Sienna frowned as she endured the waves of pain coming from her lower abdomen. She asked, "When did you arrive?"

growing as he noticed her

kept her voice low as she grumbled,

word "miscarriage" struck Daniel like a blow. His face drained of color as panic set in. "Darling, y-you're pregnant? Since when? I didn't

to shut the bathroom door and turned on the shower to mask their conversation. The sound of running water soon

remained ashen, his breathing erratic. He looked at Sienna, his eyes reflecting a storm of

overshadowed by the disaster he had unwittingly caused. Daniel couldn't bear the outcome, his eyes reddened with guilt as he held Sienna's hand. His voice shook as he mumbled,

"What are you

his voice breaking

felt pain in her lower abdomen, she hadn't yet confirmed whether they had lost the baby. She drew the shower curtain between them and said, "Wait here for a moment. Let me check." Clenching his fists, Daniel waited

no blood. It

with concern, Daniel held her waistband and said, "Let me have

"No," Sienna said shyly.