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

cold and crisp, a stark reminder of

hospital,

fabric heavy with the weight of the

approached Rena’s bedside, his gaze searching

hushed murmur, he broke

“Has Rena awoken yet?”

shook his head, his

Korbyn who recognized the toll Waylen’s vigil

tending to

about the accident yet,” Korbyn informed softly,

still fixated on Rena, Korbyn patted him on the shoulder, a

suffered

care for

Waylen nodded.

the edge of the bed to keep her

continued to

her about the kids and wanted

was abnormal, but he could not persuade Waylen as

it was him who was involved in

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