Vera leaned in, her voice scarcely audible, as she whispered, "Roscoe neglected to extend an invitation to him.”

With clarity, Rena comprehended the identity of “him” and pondered for a brief moment before consenting to Vera's suggestion.

Friday night arrived and, Rena, adorned in an exquisite dress, transformed into a vision of elegance. Hailing a taxi, she made her way to the vibrant nightclub where the festivities were already in full swing.

Within the private enclosure, a Lively ambiance permeated the air. The majority in attendance were Roscoe's companions, accompanied by some of Vera's friends, many of whom Rena recognized

Presenting Vera with a meticulously chosen gift, Rena bestowed upon her a couple's timepiece, meticulously crafted in the heart of Rouemn and bearing a hefty price tag.

Vera's eyes welled up with emotion as she uttered, her voice tinged with gratitude, “This is far too extravagant, Rena. Your generosity knows no bounds."

Vera beckoned Roscoe to join them, knowing all too well the admiration he harbored for Rena.

Indeed, Rena had nearly walked down the aisle with a wealthy suitor but destiny had guided her toward a different path

As Waylen fervently attempted to reconcile with Rena, Roscoe couldn't help but marvel at her unwavering resolve. Were he in her shoes, he mused, he would surely falter. Yet Rena, against all odds, remained steadfast. For this reason alone, Roscoe held her in the highest regard, an emblem of admiration.

Embracing Vera tenderly within his arms, Roscoe spoke with an alluring charm, ensuring his words carried an air of honesty.

"I didn't deceive you, did I? I distinctly recall promising not to invite him. Truth be told, I harbor no fondness for him either."

Rena's lips curled into a gentle smile as she interjected, "Roscoe, it would be preferable if we refrain from even mentioning him altogether."

Undeterred, Roscoe pressed on, his voice carrying a hint of excitement.

“Today, I've extended invitations to a plethora of friends, all of whom possess striking good looks. Rena, feel free to choose whomever captures your fancy."

Playfully, Vera pinched Roscoe's waist and retorted, “What nonsense you speak!"

Expressing remorse, Roscoe quickly apologized. With a subtle gesture he arranged for Rena to be seated next to Robert.

Little did Rena anticipate encountering Robert in such a setting.

However, both Rena and Robert had matured, and it seemed narrow-minded to evade each other's presence. Rena extended a gracious greeting to Robert, her words brimming with warmth.

"It has been quite some time,

Robert. How delightful to see you again.”

In the town of Duefron, the residents were well aware of the intricate connection between Rena and Waylen.

As Robert gazed upon Rena‘s graceful countenance, a multitude of complex emotions surged within his heart. The memories of the ten days they spent together, basking in the brilliance of fireworks, lingered vividly in his mind.