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.

the rain, surrounded by a crowd, his secretary shielding him with

exuded an indescribable

struck by an inexplicable familiarity in the man’s face, particularly from his nose

resemblance to her own

she wasn’t Darren’s

this man from Czanch,

be her

expression, Cecilia’s concern

her

have

with

Evans!”

caught between laughter

family background, Rena focused her attention on the man in the

was Mark Evans from

denial, Cecilia visibly

meal,

to enjoy the dishes,

you learn

continued, “Rena, you’re in for a treat from

wholeheartedly, savoring the delicious

his touch gentle, as he

just to woo

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255