“Waylen!"

Rena's plea, almost a whimper, echoed in the space.

The intensity of their connection was undeniable, an embodiment of their shared emotions. Waylen's resolve wavered as he pressed Rena onto the sofa, their kisses growing fervent and unrestrained.

In a moment of clarity, Waylen drew back, his gaze locking with Rena‘s. He kissed her and comforted her softly, but Rena propped herself up... Under the soft glow of the room, Rena's eyes held a vulnerability that tugged at Waylen'’s heart. Her words were a whispered confession, a promise laced with determination.

“Waylen, you said it yourself, didn't you? That I'm yours. If fate has destined us to be together, then why do we hesitate?"