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.

rain, surrounded

image exuded an

the

resemblance to her

she wasn’t

man from Czanch,

her

Cecilia’s concern

her thoughts

have my

compete with me for

Evans!”

caught between

discussion of her family background, Rena focused her attention on

was Mark Evans

denial,

prepared the meal,

they sat down to enjoy the dishes, Cecilia savored each

when did you learn

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

agreed wholeheartedly, savoring the

some food, his touch gentle, as

learned just to woo

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