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?"

Waylen didn't deny it.

She took a deliberate step closer to Waylen, leaning in to whisper in his ear, her tone teeming with seductive allure.

"Waylen, it has been an eternity. I've always wondered if our past as well as my absence made you swear off love. I'm delighted to see you've found someone."

A restrained smile played on Waylen's lips as he responded, “Indeed, it has been a while. But you give it too much credit for your absence."

Elvira tilted her head, her delicate features and crimson Lips captivating under the sunlight's tender caress.

Waylen couldn't help but recall the whirlwind romance they had once shared, the passionate moments and whispered promises. He felt a twinge of nostalgia tugging at his heartstrings.

Then he realized Rena was totally different from Elvira.

She was a stark contrast-a homely woman who enjoyed cooking, possessed a gentle temperament, and Loved to doll herself up.

Rena...

Waylen's thoughts were interrupted when he turned to find that Rena had vanished.

It was clear to him that she must have witnessed his encounter with

Elvira.

Of course, her sudden disappearance left him momentarily dazed.

Elvira squinted slightly, her eyes narrowing as she observed the scene before her.

She had recently learned that Waylen had a girlfriend, and that knowledge had brought her back. She wanted to see who this woman was that had captured his heart. As Elvira first laid eyes on Rena, she couldn't help but feel that she was rather ordinary. But it was

Waylen's reaction that intrigued her.

“Waylen, won't you show me around the house?”