Determining not to accept Zack's offer of driving her home, Rena resolved to hail a taxi instead. As she stepped out of the hotel, a sight caught her attention.

It was Waylen, Leaning against his car and puffing on a cigarette.

Illuminated by the vibrant neon lights, he still possessed an undeniable radiance. However, Rena could no longer bear the weight of it all.

Summoning a taxi, she waited in anticipation.

Yet, just as she awaited her transportation, Waylen extinguished his cigarette and approached. Furrowing his brows, he inquired, “Where's Zack? Why didn't he drive you home?"

Rena gingerly set her phone down.

Gazing at the enchanting music fountain before her, Rena uttered softly, “Waylen, can you grant me freedom? For someone like you, ending a relationship is akin to a mere stumble. It won't inflict any real pain upon you. But I, as an ordinary person, cannot bear such a burden for a second time. So, no matter how earnest your intentions may be now... I simply cannot bear it. Do you understand? I cannot withstand the weight of being with someone of your caliber."

Waylen's hand, once extended, remained frozen in mid-air.

Her nose slightly reddened, Rena continued, “People Like you treat marriage as a mere game. You slipped the ring onto my middle finger when you proposed. It's evident that you don't love me, yet you feign such affection. If I were to marry you, only to realize a few years later that my husband doesn't Love me at all... I know, you Like me.

You enjoy my physical presence and my companionship. But how much longer can I remain youthful? And what would you do when I'm no longer young and attractive?

You claim to love me, but after all that we've been through, all that you've done to me, why should I place my trust in your words now?

Thus, I suppose this is our farewell."

At that moment, the taxi arrived, and Rena opened the car door, slipping inside.

Waylen stood alone in the night for an extended duration...

His heart sank slowly.

He came to realize the arduousness of reclaiming Rena's heart and a sense of anxiety began to consume him.

Rena arrived back at her apartment.

She resolved to banish thoughts of Waylen from her mind, determined to expunge his presence from her Life and learn to disregard him.

Throughout the following week, Waylen refrained from troubling her. He neither called nor appeared at her apartment to torment her.

Rena believed it was truly the end.

However, on a Saturday evening, shortly after she had returned home, the doorbell rang.

Rena approached the door, preparing to answer it.