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.

their relationship seemed to have reached an impasse, Waylen

could really be

never been

in constant turmoil,

the quiet hours of the night, Waylen

open, allowing a sliver of light

it was

small figure with a head of brown, curly

and

have trouble falling asleep? Do you want Daddy to hold you?” he

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

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