After all, she was only 20 years old in this dream.

Waylen took a deliberate drag from the cigarette, the ember casting a fleeting glow in the dark.

With the half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, he extinguished it with a purposeful tap.

“Do you Like me?” He inquired, his gaze now directed downward.

Rena clung to her silence, steadfastly refusing to voice her feelings.

How could she dare to speak such vulnerable words?

Waylen respected her decision, his arms cocooning her within their reassuring embrace.

ki*ses rained down upon her, a symphony of affection that seemed to bridge their worlds.

A gentle pat on her backside signaled their impending departure.

“Go back now.

Mr.

Gordon might be worried.

heart fluttering with a mixture of reluctance

touch, Waylen straightened her dress, his words tinged with

he entreated, his earnest plea

with haste, Rena quickly darted into the

hummed in solitude, Waylen’s

impatience gnawed

a yearning to bridge

between them, yet his

suffer for Rena in this dream so that he could

wasn’t close to finding the

made him a little

way into Waylen’s hand, the tip igniting with

swirling as

gaze caught sight of a

from the darkness, two familiar faces

his features as he

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