A pang of sorrow tugged at Waylen’s heart.

He longed to whisk Rena, now 20, away, as if he could possess two versions of her.

One mature and refined.

The other youthful and naive.

The very notion was almost unbearable to contemplate.

His head dipped, lips pressing against her forehead, a murmur escaping his lips.

“We’ll be together, Rena.

Trust me.

her head gently from his embrace, sunlight streaming through the window and casting a warm

brows elegantly arched, and her chestnut locks cascaded gracefully down her waist, framing her

eyes, deep and bright like those of a newborn animal, held a

“I trust you.

now stood at 20, this relationship had

downpour, yet upon her first step into this apartment, an

had orchestrated Waylen’s appearance by her side, that day

emotions, unwavering

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parents—such considerations had been forgotten, cast aside in the fervor of her hastily formed connection with

hint of grievance lingered, but Waylen’s silent

yearned to lead her back to reality, though

& Stay

in his embrace, he unraveled his plans, weaving dreams

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