Yet, despite the illusion of Mark’s company, a palpable emptiness pervaded the hall.

Cecilia observed her son from a distance and was well aware of the weight of his thoughts.

The urge to join him tugged at her heartstrings.

But Waylen gently touched the back of her hand and whispered, “Let me handle it.”

Cecilia nodded, her eyes tinged with redness.

Waylen said gently, “It’s New Year’s Eve, and you’re about to give birth. Don’t cry; it’s ominous, okay?”

to keep

saw Edwin gazing at the snow outside, stiffly holding

daze, Edwin thought he had caught

Waylen sat beside Edwin.

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Edwin remained silent.

always been an introverted child, and now he had retreated even further into his

a long pause, Edwin finally

he took

gently ran his fingers through the boy’s hair, his

been mistreated by the servants in the villa, prompting Mark to take her away to ensure

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