Raindrops cascaded down the tinted French window.

Involuntarily, Rena's mind wandered back to that fateful night.

Waylen had promised to attend her grand opening celebration and meet her parents. The joy she experienced on that day was immeasurable.

However, he failed to appear and turned off his phone. Despite her concerns for his safety, he sought solace in the embrace of his former lover amidst the rain...

If Elvira were to kiss him, she believed he would not resist.

And he indeed could not resist.

The softened state of Rena's heart grew hardened once more.

“I will hail a cab and return. It is rather convenient," she declared.

Rena opened the door and stepped out.

Outside, heavy rain poured incessantly, drenching everything in its path and enveloping the air with a chill...

Rena embraced herself tenderly, hailing a taxi. As she settled into the vehicle, her eyes, now tinged with red, finally gave way to tears.

No matter how resilient she had been, the deteriorating state of her relationship with Waylen proved unbearable.

She had held deep affection for hin.

She had eagerly anticipated a profound connection.

Waylen had no intentions of spending the night at the hotel.

Deliberately, he adorned himself in his attire but as he pulled up his trousers, his eyes fell upon a small pearl ear stud resting at the edge of the bed.

Recollections of their intense encounter flooded his mind.

Rena had been pressed against the bed's edge, her long brown tresses cascading upon the pristine white sheets. She appeared ethereal, captivating in her beauty.

Waylen gazed at the ear stud for a Lingering moment.

Eventually, he picked it up and concealed it within his pocket...

Having checked out, he entered the car, unsure of his destination, when Juliette reached out to him.

“Waylen, Brenda has made some dessert. Bring Rena along to enjoy it together."