★ Denver’s POV ★This time… it feels real. And I never want to lose this feeling.The ride back to the condo was quiet, but not the awkward kind of silence we used to share. This one felt different—soft, warm, light. Like our hearts were still glowing from everything that just happened. Sienna sat beside me with her eyes closed, but the smile on her lips hadn’t faded since she said “yes.”I couldn’t stop glancing at her while driving. It still hadn’t sunk in completely—she agreed. She said yes. She wanted this marriage to be real, just like I did.“You look like you’re smiling too much,” she suddenly said, still with her eyes closed but her voice calm and amused.“More than you’ll ever know,” I replied.She didn’t say anything after that. Instead, her grip on my hand tightened—and that was more than enough for me.—When we got back to the condo, we didn’t waste time. We were both exhausted, but there was something different in the air—something light and full of unspoken joy. We chan
★ Sienna’s POV ★After our chaotic but fun time at the arcade, Denver and I headed straight to the food court. The place was buzzing—colorful stalls everywhere, voices overlapping, the scent of grilled meats and spicy sauces filling the air. My eyes darted between all the options, overwhelmed by the choices. But Denver, as usual, looked completely unfazed.“Let’s go here… you’re trying tteokbokki,” he said with a smirk, gently guiding me toward a particular stall.“Tteokbokki? Is that… good?” I asked hesitantly, trailing behind him.“If you don’t try, you’ll never know,” he replied with that boyish grin I was slowly starting to fall for.When we reached the stall, he spoke to the vendor in Korean, “Tteokbokki du gae juseyo.” I didn’t understand a word, but I admired how smoothly he said it.Then he turned to me. “You’re going to love it.”A smile tugged at my lips. It was so strange, seeing him this way—so relaxed and playful. At the office, Denver was this unapproachable, intimidatin
★ Sienna’s POV ★I sat quietly in the passenger seat as the car cruised smoothly through the cold and orderly streets of Seoul. My eyes stayed fixed on the view outside—soft blankets of snow on the sidewalks, bundled-up people crossing intersections, and glowing Christmas lights hanging from every post. Everything looked beautiful, magical even. But no matter how lovely the scenery was, I couldn’t shake the strange mix of emotions swirling in my chest.Excitement. Nervousness. Butterflies."You okay?" Denver asked, glancing at me briefly before turning his eyes back on the road."O-oo. Ayos lang," I replied quickly, avoiding his gaze. I had no idea where he was planning to take me, but deep inside, I was genuinely happy he was making the effort."We’ll go to Starfield COEX first. It’s one of the biggest malls here," he said. "I want to show you around. Maybe get you something warm.""Hindi mo naman kailangang gumastos," I replied with a frown."I want to. Besides, I want to make up fo
★ Denver’s POV ★I kept my hand steady on the console, just a few inches from hers. I didn’t touch her, didn’t want to force it. I was hoping—praying—that she’d meet me halfway.But she didn’t.Her hand stayed where it was. Still. Cold. She didn’t pull away, but she didn’t look at me either. She didn’t move, didn’t flinch. As if no matter what I did, I couldn’t reach her—not tonight. And that crushed me in ways I wasn’t ready to admit.“Sienna,” I said softly, eyes focused on the road ahead as we rolled into the night. “I don’t want to keep failing you.”She didn’t respond. But I could feel the weight in the air between us. Her shoulders were stiff, and her hands were balled loosely in her lap. She was holding herself back. Again.“If I had known it’d be like this…” she whispered, just loud enough for me to hear, “I wouldn’t have come. I thought I’d have your attention tonight. I thought I mattered.”I swallowed hard. Her voice didn’t need to rise to strike me where it hurt. Every wor
★ Sienna’s POV ★ I sat in silence, poking at my food as Denver engaged in yet another conversation with his business partners. He was still right beside me—technically—but his chair was turned just enough to show where his attention really was. I could hear their low voices, full of technical terms and numbers I didn’t even bother trying to understand. I was used to this—used to him being in his element. But tonight… something felt different. The silence between us wasn’t comfortable. It was cold. Heavy. I thought tonight would be special, maybe even romantic. But instead, I found myself dining with a man who had forgotten he came with someone. Trying to distract myself, I focused on my plate. The food was delicious, to be fair. The salmon was buttery and soft, the asparagus still crisp despite being plated a while ago. But even with such fine cuisine, I had no appetite. I cut into the fish with care and took another small bite. "You’re not clingy, Sienna. You don’t need to int
★ Sienna’s POV ★The moment I heard that voice, something clicked inside my memory. It was warm, upbeat, and vaguely familiar—almost too familiar. I turned my head instinctively, and there he was.Jiro.He was dressed in a sleek black suit, a wine glass in one hand, his dark hair neatly styled. Behind him, two Korean guests remained seated at the table he had just left. From the look of things, he had only recently stepped away.As he walked toward our table, my whole body froze. I didn’t know how to react. And from the way Denver stiffened beside me, I could tell he wasn’t expecting this either.“Sienna!” Jiro greeted with a bright smile, though his eyes betrayed a flicker of surprise. “I didn’t know you’d be here tonight.”I didn’t answer right away. I just stared at him, unable to process the sudden collision of two completely separate parts of my life. Then, Jiro shifted his gaze to Denver and gave a polite nod.“Mr. Thompson?”“You two know each other?” Denver asked, his voice ca