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,

of strength and vulnerability blurred within Waylen, a complex dance he could never

Harold’s

erase the shadow of

now

Waylen felt grateful.

weight of past uncertainties

spurred

was the bedroom that held his wife and their unborn

her gentle presence a soothing balm against the chill of the

day, Rena’s awakening

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already tending to Alexis

schoolbags, pristine and poised, awaited

form was crisp and composed, an air of anticipation wafting

Rena’s curiosity piqued.

“Is that for me?”

replied, his tone unassuming, ready to

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