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.

as a potent figure, his

blurred within Waylen, a complex dance he could never

even after Harold’s passing, the

he enough to erase the shadow of

however, now cradled

Waylen felt grateful.

of past

gust of night wind spurred

the bedroom that held his wife and

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

Rena’s awakening prompted by a familiar

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tending to

poised, awaited their youthful

of anticipation

Rena’s curiosity piqued.

“Is that for me?”

replied, his tone unassuming, ready to discard

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