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?"

replied, his concern growing as he noticed her pale complexion.

voice low as she grumbled, "You almost

"miscarriage" struck Daniel like a blow. His face drained of color as panic set

She rushed to shut the bathroom door and turned on the shower to mask

ashen, his breathing erratic. He looked at

the disaster he had unwittingly caused. Daniel

Sienna asked, "What are you

voice

between them and said, "Wait here for a moment. Let me check." Clenching his fists, Daniel waited as a tumult

Sienna pulled back the curtain and exhaled in relief. "There's no blood. It should be okay. I'll visit the

waistband and

"No," Sienna said shyly.