Chapter 53

Retreating to her room, Rena indulged in a refreshing shower before sinking into her bed.

Sleep eluded her, consumed by ceaseless contemplation.

Eloise’s demeanor lingered in her thoughts, hinting at an acceptance of Darren’s impending two-year imprisonment.

Rena’s heart bore a tinge of melancholy.

Vengeance against Harold had danced through her mind but she harbored the sober realization that she wielded no power over him right now.

Moreover, she had a duty to tend to Eloise, a soul unacquainted with the trials of life.

Rena tossed and turned, trapped in the clutches of sleeplessness.

At the stroke of four in the morning, her phone erupted in an unexpected ring.

Initially assuming it to be a spam message, she contemplated deleting it but her senses froze when she laid eyes upon the screen.

It was a message from Waylen.

still awake?” the

seemingly captured from the balcony of his

image depicted the dazzling night vista of Duefron’s liveliest street, accentuated

at the photograph for an extended duration,

delicately caressed her phone, torn

to his message, opting instead to compose a

“Apologies, Mr.

Fowler.

fast asleep just moments ago,” she

smile, cradling a glass of wine in his

found her endearing, with

sip of

the ensuing days, Waylen did not make another appearance, yet intermittently sent Rena a photograph or

time, Rena abstained from reciprocating

an unspoken understanding of their deep connection lingered

while en route to work, Rena’s path

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a brief moment of hesitation, she

“Mr.

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