She refrained from delving into the matter with her longtime friend.

She aspired to engage in a heart-to-heart conversation with Noemi, serving as a mediator upon Noemi's arrival in Skrix.

Observing Gail ascend the stairs, Brian focused on Rosalynn's countenance.

"Honey, what's on your mind?"

He feared that her happiness had been compromised.

Rosalynn gazed up at him, saying, "I'm pondering your mother. What if she always harbors ill feelings towards me?"

Brian tenderly caressed her smooth face with his slender fingers, assuring, “Don't fret. I'm by your side."

Arching her eyebrows, Rosalynn remarked, “Why do I sense a hint of unreliability in you?"

Brian was left without words.

Was he truly unreliable?

"In what way am I unreliable?"

"Is it considered reliable to obtain a fake divorce certificate?"

Rosalynn withdrew from his touch, rising to her feet.

“Brian, don't you understand that giving people hope and then letting them down only exacerbates their feelings?"

Brian maintained a silent acknowledgment, nodding.

“I comprehend it was a mistake."

Back then, swayed by his sister's persuasion and fearful of his mother's extreme reactions, he had acquiesced to his sister's proposal without contemplating the repercussions.

“Well, I'm feeling tired. I'm heading to bed."

Rosalynn opted not to dwell on the matter further and made her way upstairs for some rest.

Certain issues couldn't be resolved overnight.