As evening unfolded, Rena found herself ravenous.

A gentle nudge from hunger disrupted her slumber, and she nestled against Waylen, casting a pitiable glance his way.

Waylen stirred, his eyes meeting Rena’s beseeching gaze.

A hoarse voice met her plea.

“What hour is it, my hungry sweetheart?”

Normally, Rena didn’t want him to get up, but she didn’t vomit or feel uncomfortable when she was pregnant this time.

The warmth of the quilt made her hesitate for a while, but she finally whispered, “I’m craving beef bone soup.

Waylen, a warm smile gracing his features, patted her hip affectionately.

“Why choose something so complex?”

Despite his protest, he arose, slipping into his clothing as he offered, “Anything for you, my dear.

Be it sweet or savory.

his

while, she

downstairs to make the beef bone soup while Rena stayed

passed, and Rena, eager to contribute, set

she mused, a happiness well

of future

music center and restaurant were a

film

Lived a happy life was

past at

wore

clung to Waylen as he returned, a bowl of beef bone

is beef

Savor it.

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tea table, Waylen watched her with a tender intensity, an unspoken declaration of his

picky about food, but the one made

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