Waylen’s gaze wandered toward the window, where the world beyond was shrouded in a veil of heavy snowfall.

His voice, gentle and laden with longing, resonated through the room.

“The night sky wears a snowy gown, and our children must be frolicking in delight.

Rena, if you could awaken, I’d take you back home.

We’d sip on warm milk and watch as our little ones fashion snowmen, their laughter ringing through the crisp air.

His fingers brushed Rena’s cheek tenderly, her skin cool to the touch.

A wave of emotion surged within him, the weight of his heartbreak threatening to overcome him.

Tears welled in his eyes, a silent testament to his sorrow.

A profound ache pierced his chest, and he leaned close to Rena, his lips grazing her neck as he whispered, his voice heavy with anguish, “Rena, the doctor speaks of your potential awakening tomorrow morning, but I cannot bear even a moment’s wait.

Fear clung to him, a relentless shadow that refused to dissipate.

Closing his eyes was a risk he couldn’t afford, for it might mean missing the exact moment her eyelids fluttered open.

As the hours gave way to dawn, the sun cast its golden glow upon the world, but Rena’s slumber remained unbroken.

temperature seemed to be

arrived, cold and crisp, a stark reminder of the

the hospital, exhaustion etched on his

coat, its fabric heavy

approached Rena’s bedside, his gaze searching for a

a hushed murmur, he broke the

“Has Rena awoken yet?”

shook his head, his eyes

of concern from Korbyn who recognized the

is tending

Korbyn informed

patted him on

“You’ve suffered blood loss and

you cannot care for Rena on

Waylen nodded.

ate quickly and sat on the edge of the bed to keep her

to

told her about the kids and

knew that Waylen’s mental condition was abnormal, but

it was him who was involved in this

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