Waylen's hands, strong and steady, joined together in a gesture of humility and hope.

In that moment, any trace of jealousy that might have once colored his thoughts was nowhere to be found. There was only sincerity, an earnest desire for harmony and well-being.

As the sun dipped towards the horizon, painting the sky with hues of amber and rose, the ceremony came to its conclusion. Six p.m. marked a time of transition, a moment of both closure and renewal.

Later, in a more private setting, Waylen and Rena met with Jarrod.

Within the ancient meditation room, Jarrod's gaze fell upon Rena's growing belly, his tone carrying an air of approval.