Harold stood mere inches apart, their eyes locked in a fierce clash of emotions.

Rena's eyes glistened, on the precipice of tears, while Harold's gaze held a tumultuous cocktail of Love and longing.

Waylen, an observer to this heart-wrenching scene, narrowed his eyes.

A flicker of displeasure dancing within his heart.

Elvira flipped his hair and asked in a slightly frivolous tone, “Your girlfriend?"