Female NovelDespite their lighthearted banter and laughter, an undercurrent of sadness flowed between them.
Paisley’s advanced stomach cancer cast a shadow of uncertainty over their future encounters.
The two friends could not foresee the twists and tums destiny had in store for them.
Filled with sorrow, Rena shared a farewell meal with Paisley, unaware of the unexpected encounter waiting for her.
Waylen, absent for nearly a week and barely exchanging more than brief conversations over the phone, stood before her.
They hadn’t seen each other for almost a week.
Even when they called, they said very little.
Their eyes met, and they couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by a mix of emotions and unspoken words.
Accompanying Waylen were Jazlyn and two men Rena didn’t recognize, a clear indication of their ongoing business affairs.
Rena acknowledged the situation with a slight nod, recognizing that Waylen was engaged in important matters.
She had intended to see Paisley safely home, but Paisley shook her head, a knowing smile playing on her lips.
“I’ll simply take a cab,” Paisley declared, understanding the tension between Rena and Waylen.
Reluctantly, Rena hailed a taxi for Paisley.
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Her eyes were fixed on her friend’s diminishing silhouette as it disappeared into the starlit night.
Overwhelmed with a profound sense of loss, Rena found herself standing alone in the darkness, grappling with her emotions.
“Rena,” a voice called out, pulling her attention away from her melancholic thoughts.
She turned around, her gaze meeting Waylen’s as he stood beneath the neon lights.
The radiance only accentuated his delicate features, captivating her once again.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
After what seemed like an eternity, Rena spoke in a slow, measured tone.
“Have you concluded your business discussions?”
Waylen nodded, understanding the weight of the question.
Taking the car keys from Rena’s hand, he spoke up softly, his concern evident. “You’re not in the best state. Let me drive.”
Rena agreed, her weariness evident as she leaned against the seat.
When they got on the car, he asked her, “To my place?”
“Snowball is at my place, Let’s drop you off and I] head back to my apartment,” she murmured, her voice filled with fatigue,