At that moment, Rena softly chimed in, âMy uncle is over 40 years old.
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Juliette was left momentarily speechless.
Mindy chuckled and remarked, âPeople who are destined for one another donât part ways.
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Perhaps due to Renaâs words, Mindy observed Rena more closely, and after a while, she seemed slightly surprised⦠Then Mindyâs gaze shifted to the tall and sturdy man standing beside Rena.
She noticed a subtle intensity in Waylenâs demeanor, an accumulated air of gravity that had lingered over the years.
Mindy was taken aback.
Pointing at Waylen, she said, âYouâve carried a great deal of burden since your youth.
Resentment and all that negative energy.
Iâm afraid it may have kept you from truly bonding with your family.
â
Mindyâs words left the Fowlers stunned.
Juliette appeared sorrowful and anxious and even Renaâs expression showed a hint of concernâ¦
Waylenâs Adamâs apple bobbed as he swallowed his emotions, responding in a low voice, âI have more faith in a personâs ability to have control of his fate.
â
Mindy sighed and said, âYour character is exceedingly strong, which may at times endanger those around you.
In the future, you will experience a rebirth, and only after that, youâll find solace and tranquility.
â
Abruptly, Mindy took Renaâs hand and inscribed a single word on her palm.
Enveloped by the serenity of the late-night darkness, Rena gently lulled Alexis into slumber, and then she quietly returned to the master bedroom.
To her surprise, Waylen was not there.
She found him in the study, standing by the French window.
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The soft glow of a cigarette was illuminating his silhouette against the night sky.
Without turning on the light, Waylen stood alone in contemplation, the smoke from his cigarette dancing in the night breeze, dissipating into the air.
Rena closed the door behind her and embraced Waylen from behind, her voice filled with concern, âAre you still thinking about the prophecy?â
Ever since he returned from visiting the fortune teller, Waylen had been troubled by the prophecy.
Obviously, he was anxious about its implications.
Renaâs arms around him provided some comfort as he extinguished the cigarette.
âNo, donât overthink it.
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Rena pressed her face against his back, trying to reassure him.
âThen try to relax, okay? The prophecy might not be accurate, or perhaps the soothsayer was just speaking nonsense.
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