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 Cecilia

and saw Edwin gazing at the snow outside, stiffly

he had caught a glimpse

Waylen sat beside Edwin.

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Edwin remained silent.

departure had deeply traumatized Edwin. He had always been an introverted child, and now

pause, Edwin

that he

fingers through the boy’s

by the servants in the villa, prompting Mark to take her

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