Waylen fell silent.

Because indeed, it was a dream.

He had come into this dream and fallen in love with her, a twenty-year-old girl, knowing all too well that it would end in departure.

He hoped that they would both remember this dream upon waking, cherishing it as a romantic memory to reflect upon as they grew older.

Yet, his melancholy remained his own burden to bear.

Gently patting Waylen’s head, he carried her away from the piano.

Now, she was truly his.

Waylen led Cecilia out of the kitchen.

The two girls enjoyed a camaraderie that complemented their distinct temperaments.

Speaking of intimacy, Cecilia retrieved a picture from her phone, displaying it to Rena as if unveiling a cherished treasure.

“Take a look.

Isn’t he handsome? Waylen said I stand a chance.

Rena examined the image closely.

an aristocratic man walking in the rain, surrounded by a crowd, his secretary shielding him with

exuded

in the man’s

resemblance to her own

she wasn’t Darren’s biological

man from

be her

Rena’s expression, Cecilia’s concern

voiced her thoughts

have

compete with

Evans!”

caught

her family background, Rena focused

was Mark Evans from

denial,

prepared the meal, showcasing

sat down to enjoy the dishes, Cecilia savored each bite,

when did you learn

for a treat from now on!

savoring the

food, his touch gentle,

learned just

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