NovelBar“Go to bed early. We’ll visit her together tomorrow.”
Relieved by his agreement, Rena closed her eyes gently.
Seeing her acquiescent demeanor, Waylen was tempted. He wasn’t able to resist kissing her passionately once more.
In the middle of the night, Waylen changed his clothes and stepped out of the house.
As he arrived at the old alley and opened the car door, he froze.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis beloved sister resided in such squalid conditions.
He knocked on the door, and after a long pause, Cecilia’s trembling voice was heard from the inside.
“Who is it?”
With a cigarette delicately gripped between his fingers, Waylen replied in a low voice, “It’s me. Open the door.”
Cecilia slowly opened the door, her face pale.
“Waylen!”
In the dimly lit night, within the confines of an aged dwelling nestled in a narrow alley, a profound scene unfolded.
Waylen’s gaze fixated upon his sister, whom he had lavished with affection throughout the years, observing her unadorned attire.
Subsequently, his attention shifted to the timeworn apartment that stood in the background.
A furrow formed upon his brow, his fingers holding the cigarette exhibiting a slight tremor, betraying his inner turmoil.
Taking a deep inhalation from his cigarette, he ventured forth, crossing the threshold while surveying the surroundings with intent. “Where might the child be?” he queried.
Startled, she questioned, her voice trembling, “Did Rena divulge this to you?”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWaylen retorted with irritation, “Do you believe she would assist you in concealing the truth, allowing you to persist in this destitute abode? Tell me, who is the child’s father?”
At present, the identity of the child’s progenitor eluded him.
Cecilia, however, denied him entry into the chamber.
Waylen extinguished his cigarette, expelling the final remnants of smoke, and demanded, “Tell me.”
Regardless of the father’s identity, he vowed to confront the man vehemently!
Cecilia stood resolute before the door, her plea uttered in a hushed tone, “Edwin and I shall manage just fine! I possess the means to provide for him independently. Spare me _ from inquiries!”
A crimson hue tinted Waylen’s eyes.
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