Rena nodded, her intent to have a serious conversation lingering in her gaze.

But before she could utter a word, Waylen pulled her into his embrace, pressing her gently against the door.

His strength caused a slight discomfort in Rena's back, but sensing his troubled state, she suppressed her pain and said with gentleness, “We need to talk."

Absentmindedly, Waylen responded, “Okay.”

Slowly, he lowered his head, burying his face in Rena's neck.