Rena stood before him, caught off guard by his tone.

After a prolonged silence, her voice was gentle, almost a whisper.

“I spent the evening cooking a feast.

Since you hadn’t returned for dinner, I took it upon myself to feed the puppy downstairs.

Waylen’s features remained stern, his worry refusing to dissipate.

His gaze Locked onto her, his words gravelly.

“Promise me you won’t wander these next two days.

With a sense of determination, Waylen retreated into his study.

He knew he needed a respite, a brief reprieve from the mounting tension.

Yet, as he settled into the dimly lit room, he found that his attempts at calming his nerves were in vain.

in two days if he succeed or

Waylen was smoking quietly.

in the hushed

in this dream,

a tempest of concern, for Rena, and for the life they had created, their third child, a daughter named

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the ashtray overflowing with

was

of solace, the door creaked, and Rena slipped

soft Light casting a delicate glow

her against him, Waylen felt the tension slowly

waist, and she inquired with

“Waylen, what’s troubling you?”

state, Rena embodied an innocent vulnerability that tugged at

was quiet

done

Initially preoccupied, Waylen’s attention shifted as Rena melted into his embrace, her delicate frame a testament

fingers brushed against the slender strap of her silk nightgown, a contrast to his

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you wear this on purpose?” Waylen’s voice was tinged with a

gaze, her lips capturing his chin in a tender

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