“Rena, I am fully aware of my actions! Roscoe holds affection for me. He pursued me relentlessly during our college days."

“But the two of you cannot be together."

“I am aware. Yet, I can derive happiness from him."

Rena found herself at a loss for words.

Soon thereafter, Roscoe arrived. Vera nestled herself in his embrace, exuding an enchanting allure.

However, Rena discerned that Vera's happiness was merely an illusion

Vera did not conceal her emotions from anyone.

She reentered their private room in the company of Rena, retrieving her coat before departing alongside Roscoe.

A hush descended upon the private room, enveloping it in tranquility.

It was evident to all present that Vera had relinquished her hope in Joseph.

Feeling a strong desire to depart, Rena swiftly gathered her bag, poised to make her exit.

Suddenly, her hand was seized by an unexpected force.

With a raspy voice, Waylen said, "Stay awhile and engage in amusement."

Rena, still harboring sorrow for Vera, uttered in a slightly constricted tone, "I yearn to return."

In one hand, Waylen clutched a cigarette, while with the other, he assertively guided Rena to sit beside him.

A voice chimed in, proclaiming, “Behold, the truth! Waylen may ask anyone three questions."

Rena's uneasiness grew palpable.

Fixated upon Rena, Waylen declared, “I desire to pose inquiries to you."

Rena refused, stating, "I have not joined this game."

Waylen took a drag from his cigarette and expounded, “I possess the liberty to query any occupant of this private domain thrice."

Though slightly incensed, Rena did not wish to mar the ambiance.

She pursed her Lips, silently yielding her initial refusal.