Waylen carefully put the diary and recorder back into the box and dialed Rena's number.

But Rena didn't answer his calls.

Feeling desperate, Waylen called Ross. At this time, Ross was leaning against the hood of the car, smoking a cigarette.

"Mrs. Fowler's in the cemetery," he told Waylen.

“It seems that she's trying to dig up something."

Cemetery?

Waylen grabbed his keys and flew down the stairs. While he started the car, he could feel his heart banging against his chest. He didn't know what Rena was up to, but he had a hunch that it was something very important.

He also didn't know what he wanted, even after he had read the diary.

At this moment, he just knew that he had to stop her from doing anything reckless.

It was the middle of March, so the roses Waylen had planted for Rena weren't in bloom yet.

The Fowler family's cemetery was quiet.

Wearing a white coat, Rena stood out against the bleak cemetery. She was standing in front of alone tombstone to mourn her past love.

Waylen’s and Rena's names were engraved on the tombstone.

After a long while, Rena took a deep, shuddery breath and said, "I'm sorry, Waylen, but I'm going to break my promise.”

She couldn't wait for him anymore. She had to give up.

Still, she couldn't forget the love they had shared in the past. Perhaps, their past love for each other was the one worth protecting, not the dream of changing a man who didn't love her...

A faint, bitter smile appeared on Rena's face.

She whispered to herself, "Waylen, I'm back...

From now on, I'll only be with you. No one else can stand between us.”

She touched the tombstone and dug out the diamond ring Waylen had buried underneath, which twinkled brightly under the sunlight.

There were tears in Rena's sorrowful eyes.

She gently slipped the diamond ring onto her slender ring finger.