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.

an impasse,

destiny, Rena and Mark could really be the death

never been one to

him in constant turmoil, unable to reach

of the night, Waylen

creaked open, allowing a sliver of light to filter in

assumed it was

figure

extinguished the cigarette and patted his thigh

asleep? Do you want Daddy to

Alexis hurried barefoot into Waylen’s embrace. She

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