He idly toyed with the wine glass resting on the countertop, his gaze profound and contemplative.

Normally, Rena abstained from indulging in alcoholic beverages, adhering to a life of self-discipline.

However, tonight she had taken to drinking, indicating her troubled state of mind. Waylen surmised that he might be the cause.

In a hoarse voice, he queried, “Are you vexed

Rena remained silent, torn between the desire to be truthful and the reluctance to lie.