Rena offered her consent, her understanding voiced without words.

She had no intention of demanding he quit smoking.

After all, business often wove social demands into his life.

As long as he spared the children from the sight of it, she was content.

With deliberate steps, Waylen ventured outside, greeted by the winter’s cold grasp.

The study’s chill nipped at his skin, and as he gazed out the window, he exhaled, releasing tendrils of smoke into the night.

Amid the crisp air, a warmth blossomed within him, one only the knowledge of Rena‘s pregnancy could conjure.

His emotions for Rena were profound.

It was a mix of fondness and adoration.

Yet their shared history remained obscured, an enigmatic period their memories couldn’t unravel.

Waylen as a potent figure, his strength wavered in the realm of

blurred within Waylen, a complex dance he

after Harold’s passing, the doubt

enough to erase the

now cradled their third

Waylen felt grateful.

past uncertainties

spurred Waylen’s exit from

was the bedroom that held his wife and their unborn

room, Rena nestled against the headboard while reading, her gentle presence

heralded a new day, Rena’s awakening

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tending to Alexis

schoolbags, pristine and poised, awaited their youthful adventures on the

air of anticipation wafting from the parcel in his

Rena’s curiosity piqued.

“Is that for me?”

he replied, his tone unassuming, ready to discard the

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