Determined to make amends, he decided to first return home, take a shower, and then go to her apartment later in the evening to celebrate their late Valentineâs Day and make it a perfect evening.
Rena was a wonderful woman, and he didnât want to lose her.
He dialed Jazlynâs number and asked her to arrange a trailer to get Renaâs Car.
When he arrived at his apartment, she was nowhere to be found.
The bedroom appeared slightly disheveled, a small suitcase opened as if someone had started packing but hadnât finished.
Waylen observed the scene silently before taking a shower and lying down.
It was then that Cecilia called him.
Feeling drained, Waylen answered with a touch of irritation, âWhatâs up, Cecilia?â
Ceciliaâs voice carried a sob as she cried, âWaylen, do you know that Renaâs father passed away?â
Waylenâs eyes, previously closed in exhaustion, slowly opened wide.
His emotions started fading away, leaving only darkness in his gaze.
Finally, he understood why Rena hadnât taken the suitcase with her, why her car had been left in the middle of the street, and why she hadnât had the energy to argue with him over the phone.
Her father had passed away.
How much had she endured the previous night?
Pale and shaken, Waylen had an inkling that his relationship with Rena was really reaching its end this time.
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Without wasting another moment, he rushed to the hospital where the Gordon family and their relatives had gathered.
They were mourning the loss of Darren.
Seated In a wheelchair, Rena wore black attire with a white flower pinned to her chest.
Her face appeared smaller, her features sharper, and her weight loss was noticeable.
When Waeylen approached, Rena cast only a ie glance his way, devoid of any particular emotion.
No love, no hatred.
Nothing.
However, Tyrone couldnât restrain himself, grabbing Waylenâs collar as he hissed fiercely, âHow dare you show up here? Where were you when Rena needed help? Donât pretend to care.
â
Twroneâs voice dropped to a low, grinding growl.
âI warmed you that if you didnât cherish her, I would make sure she was cherished.
â
Waylen forcefully pushed Tyrone away, who seemed ready to engage in a physical altercation.