In the commemoration at school, a multitude of influential figures were present but the one who stood out as remarkably capable was none other than Waylen.
Aline, deeply impressed by his prowess, contemplated the idea of seeking his favor and ingratiating herself with him.
Nonetheless, Waylen had departed from the event, accompanied by Rena, leaving in a car parked nearby.
As the engine hummed to life, he attentively secured his seatbelt and turned to gaze at Rena.
Her tearful countenance, peering out the window, betrayed the emotional impact of the videos they had watched earlier, which had struck a poignant chord within her.
How could she easily forget her first love?
Curiously, Waylenâs slender fingers brushed against the steering wheel as he inquired, âDo you miss it very much?â
A swift, yet resolute response from Rena followed, âNo.
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Puzzled, he probed further, âThen why do you wear the look of someone on the brink of tears?â
Caught off guard, Rena found herself at a loss for words, unsure of how to respond.
Upon observing Renaâs distress, Waylenâs grip on the steering wheel tightened.
He pressed down on the accelerator, guiding the car away from their familiar route, Leaving Rena puzzled about their destination.
Anxious, she questioned, âWhere are you taking me?â
In a tense tone, Waylen disclosed, âTo the apartment where we used to reside.
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Sensing his intentions, Rena tried to dissuade him, âWaylen, whatever happened between Harold and me was a long time ago.
You canât be so obstinate over a mere video.
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Waylen remained silent and, as they halted at a red light, he reached for a cigarette from the center console and lit it.
Amidst the smoke, he admitted, âRena, I am jealous.
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Caught off guard by his candidness, Renaâs surprise was evident.
With this confession hanging in the air, Waylen focused on driving until they arrived at the apartment building.
Reluctant to Leave the car, Rena held her ground.
Waylen unfastened his seatbelt and leaned in, whispering in her ear, âWould you rather step out on your own or should I carry you?â
Indignant, Rena stepped out of the car, walking ahead of him with frustration.
The door slammed shut behind them, and Waylen trailed after Rena, a cigarette still held between his fingers.
Upon entering the apartment, Rena finally demanded, âWaylen, what on earthâ¦â
But before she could finish her sentence, he firmly grasped her wrist and pinned her against the wall, their bodies pressed close together.
Though they were a couple, the intensity of the situation was overwhelming, surprising Rena.