Rather than ascending the stairs immediately, she chose to remain downstairs with the two children. After soothing Alexis to sleep, she made her way to the room once inhabited by Waylen.

By the window, Waylen stood, cigarette in hand.

Observing him from the doorway, Rena fixated her gaze upon his perfect profile. As he smoked, he inhaled and exhaled, the wisps of smoke swiftly vanishing into the air.

Sensing her presence, Waylen turned his head to meet her eyes. He then extinguished the cigarette and quipped casually, "Have you learned to tell on me now?"

Rena closed the door softly.