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?”

Rena to keep Cecilia

Edwin gazing at the snow outside,

thought he had caught

Waylen sat beside Edwin.

asked gently, “Are you missing your dad?”

Edwin remained silent.

He had always been an introverted child, and now he had

pause,

he took

ran his fingers through the

been mistreated by the

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