Cecilia misunderstood his silence.

She raised her head, her eyes searching his face.

“Waylen, are you mad at me? I won’t meet him alone again,” she said earnestly.

Waylen replied, his voice hoarse, “Silly girl!”

How could he be angry with her?

He was simply consumed by worry, imagining how heartbroken she would be upon learning about Mark’s serious illness.

relationship seemed to have reached an impasse, Waylen had never doubted her

Mark could really be the death of the

been one to

this matter had left him in constant turmoil,

quiet hours of the night, Waylen

open, allowing a

assumed it was

was a small figure

and patted his

trouble falling asleep? Do you want Daddy to hold you?” he asked in a soft,

hurried barefoot into Waylen’s embrace. She whispered, “Mommy is feeding Elva.

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