Waylen's whispered endearments, his kisses like a soothing balm, managed to coax a smile from her.

As the night wore on, a serene ambiance painted the room. Beneath the shelter of Waylen's black shirt, Rena rested, her body and soul intertwined with his. Yet, amid the afterglow, Waylen's thoughts betrayed the shadows that weighed upon his mind.

Rena, unaware of the complexities, sought clarity, a desire for understanding etched across her features.

When he observed her, his mood lightened, a playful glint dancing within his eyes.

"Rena, let's imagine a future with three children."