A pallor washed over Rena's face.

Waylen smiled gently, and his voice tender as he said, "What I want is to spend the rest of my life with you."

Inside the office, silence enveloped the air, punctuating the gravity of the moment.

Rena's complexion grew even paler as she mustered the strength to speak, her voice strained.

"Waylen, you know what? I'd rather make a simple deal with you. The last thing we should discuss is love, the future, and marriage..."