Rena pushed Waylen aside.
“It's none of your concern.”
Yet, Waylen's gaze lingered, his voice adopting a softer tone.
"Visit my apartment this weekend. Allow me to treat you to dinner. I possess a "Morning Dew’ piano. Wouldn't you Like to play it for yourself?"
The ‘Morning Dew' piano?
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