Female NovelWaylen’s smile, a portrait of contentment, adorned his lips.
Drawing her nearer, he enveloped her in his arms, the quiet intimacy a testament to their enduring bond.
In the realm between slumber and wakefulness, Rena’s senses were a haze.
Within this liminal space, Waylen’s voice found her ear, a gentle whisper that stirred her soul.
The words carried a profound weight.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
“I love you.”
A week passed, and Aline’s intentions remained veiled from Waylen’s eyes.
The absence of any move on her part knit a web of apprehension in him. In the sanctum of his study, he found solace in the rhythm of smoke rings and contemplation.
With eyes closed, he embarked on a journey of introspection.
What did he forget?
Amidst his musings, a timely interruption emerged in the form of a call from Roscoe.
The camaraderie they shared prompted Roscoe to inquire.
“Waylen, care for a night out?”
An inclination to decline hovered at the edge of Waylen’s thoughts, yet a sudden realization dawned within him.
Roscoe!
Roscoe and Vera ended up together.
But at this time, Joseph was having a relationship with Vera, with Aline being his other woman.
Aline was supported with money by Joseph, so she wouldn’t go overboard. With this newfound perspective, Waylen grasped a stratagem.
He recognized that Aline would act out of desperation if her financial lifeline from Joseph was severed.
Without hesitation, he embraced Roscoe’s invitation. A flicker of a smile graced his lips as he took a drag on his cigarette.
“Call Joseph too. I’ve seen him several times in the music school recently.”
Roscoe scowled upon hearing the name.