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.

gaze shifted to Edwin, perched at

timidity had thus far hindered him from addressing Mark as

of Edwin’s

uncle is

Why not greet him?”

voice a soft murmur, addressed Mark

hand ruffled Edwin’s

Look passed between

others,

Waylen have something on

clear when Waylen

the conversation while

explained, “I’ve been swamped

a short break, so I came to

flight to

he miss the plane, a long car ride

her response unvoiced,

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