Rena mustered a serene smile, concealing the truth from Juliette.

Her connection with Waylen might run deeper, encompassing a complicated web of desire and affection. At the end of the day, they were still hapter11 just fuck buddies-something she could never tell Juliette.

Rena had purposefully maintained distance, deliberately avoiding any encounters with Waylen throughout the afternoon and evening.

Her plan seemed to work since Waylen was not able to find her. The sprawling estate of the Fowler family provided ample space for Rena to navigate, ensuring that their paths did not cross.

As night fell and the air grew colder, Rena found solace in the pavilion.

Seated at a stone table, she sipped on a cocktail, enveloped in a quiet ambiance.

The distant strains of romantic music emanated from the hall, where guests twirled and danced, their happiness palpable.

Rena, however, didn't experience any sadness. She understood her position, knowing that none of this had anything to do with her after all. Her heart had already gleaned Waylen's true sentiments, revealing that her love for him was inconsequential.

Contemplating her departure, Rena sought a suitable excuse to leave

She pondered the likelihood of Waylen being preoccupied and unable to accompany her back home that night.

“Rena!"

A soft voice called out, interrupting her thoughts

Rena Lifted her gaze to meet Tyrone.

Usually dressed casually, tonight he donned a formal suit, elevating his handsomeness to new heights.

He continued to approach her with an air of elegance and confidence.

Tyrone stopped in front of Rena, his tall stature requiring her to gaze up at him.

With a deep voice, he inquired, “Why aren't you on the dance floor? You look stunning today. It's a shame to waste it sitting here."

Rena smiled gently, replying, "I prefer to stay here and enjoy the gentle breeze."

"Is it because of Waylen and Elvira?" Tyrone asked, his words direct and perceptive.

Caught off guard by his straightforwardness, Rena felt a blush rise to her cheeks.

Tyrone leaned in, their proximity almost intimate, as he whispered,

“Rena, you have feelings for Waylen, don't you? You care for him so deeply that you're afraid to even face him, fearing the pain of witnessing him with someone else. You're afraid, Rena, and that's why you avoid him."