As the words lingered, a faint blush tinted Rena's cheeks. After all, their dream had seen passionate encounters within that very apartment.

Mentioning it now carried implications.

Cradling the box, Rena swayed closer, her lips finding his in a tender kiss before her fingers grazed his handsome features, her agreement silently conveyed.

Joy surged within Waylen, though a Lingering question tugged at him.

Embracing Rena, he asked softly, “Rena, am I more significant to you than Harold?"