Juliette and Korbyn, accustomed to their affection, barely blinked at the display downstairs.

Yet, another figure was present.

It was Mark.

Snow dusted the man as he entered, his gaze capturing the charged scene.

His scoff dripped with sarcasm as he said, “Ah, Waylen, age hasn’t diminished your romance.

Unbeknownst to all, Waylen’s memories had fully returned.

Seating Rena gently, Waylen said with a smile, “Mark, I’m only 35.

Mark’s unease was palpable.

to Edwin, perched at the

thus far hindered him from

gentle stroke of Edwin’s head, Waylen

great uncle

Why not greet him?”

a soft murmur, addressed

Edwin’s hair as he

passed

might work with others,

Waylen have something on his

didn’t make it clear when Waylen wanted to spice

conversation while seated beside

he explained, “I’ve been

break, so I came to

flight to catch

the plane, a long car ride would

her response unvoiced,

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