Rena's nerves overwhelmed her, rendering her momentarily speechless.

Closing his eyes, Waylen drew her close, his touch a comforting balm against her apprehension. Gently, he caressed her hair, his voice a tender whisper in the stillness of the room, “It's unnecessary."

Rena's brows furrowed, the depth of his meaning eluding her grasp.

In the days that followed, Cecilia paid two more visits to their sanctuary.

Fortunately, she arrived alone, seeking the solace of food prepared by