Unbeknownst to Rena, Waylen embarked on a journey to Czanch, his footsteps guided by a purpose hidden in the depths of his heart.

Rena remained in blissful ignorance, the tapestry of her own day woven with the threads of routine.

The private plane touched down gracefully at the stroke of ten, like a phantom of the skies.

Waylen’s arrival at the Evans family’ residence was well-timed, shortly before noon, leaving the mansion’s butler utterly surprised by the unexpected guest, Rushing to the grand hall, he announced with urgency, “Mrs.

Zoey Evans, Mr, Waylen Fowler has arrived,”

Zoey’s heart raced with curiosity.

“What brings him here today?”

Her unease was rooted in the unresolved tension between their families.

Mark, her son, and Waylen’s sister Cecilia had a tangled history that led to the birth of a child.

For years, Mark hadn’t given Cecilia a home, and Zoey feared Waylen’s presence might ignite a storm of anger.

and then cautiously replied, “He

” Zoey’s concern deepened.

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moment, Waylen entered, his demeanor unusually deferential,

escort

smile dancing on his lips, “I have something to share

retort didn’t mask her

what’s with all

Waylen’s enigmatic smile remained.

arrived at the room, he unveiled an

study it, she marveled, “This is an old picture of

you manage to

the photo over, her questions dissipated, replaced by a subtle shift

eyes welled with a complex mix of melancholy and longing for days

reverse side of the photograph bore a message that tugged at

miss my

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