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.

reached an impasse, Waylen had never doubted her love

Rena and Mark could really

been one

matter had left him in constant turmoil, unable

the night,

door creaked open, allowing a sliver of light to filter in

assumed it

surprise, it was a small figure with a head of brown,

and patted his thigh

Do you want Daddy to hold you?”

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

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