Waylen leaned against the sofa.

The light was so dazzling that he shielded his eyes with his hand.

Once he was left alone, he couldn't help thinking about what happened earlier between him and Rena.

He and Rena were both young and energetic. They both felt uncomfortable when they were interrupted halfway through their intimate moments.

He really wanted her.

He couldn't point out what was it about her that he found so good.

All he knew was that he wanted to possess her.

Cecilia went downstairs with her phone in her hand.

She was on her way to the yard to take a phone call. Mark was calling her, and she didn't want to answer in her bedroom because she was worried that her parents might overhear.

She was surprised to find Waylen sitting in the living room downstairs.

Cecilia ended up rejecting Mark's call.

She sat next to Waylen and asked, "Are you thinking about Rena?"

Waylen put his arm around his sister's shoulder.

Cecilia leaned on her brother's shoulder, just like she did when they were children. They hadn't sat this close together in a long time.

After a few minutes of silence, Waylen said in a hoarse voice, “Tell me what you know of me and Rena as a couple.”

Cecilia was confused.

"Why?"

“Just humor me, please."

Cecilia didn't think much of it, so she started telling Waylen what she knew. Fortunately, she had a good relationship with Rena, who had told her a lot of things.

Waylen listened intently.

Before they knew it, the clock was striking four o'clock in the morning.

Cecilia's mouth had gone dry, and she was so sleepy.