Rena felt a flutter of ttery at his words. The piano held a beautiful tale, a treasure she had longed to witness in person.


    She pursed her lips and seated herself before the instrument, her slender fingers poised above the ebony and ivory keys. Unexpectedly, Waylen spoke again, his voice carrying a hint of longing. “I’d Like to hear the Moonlight Sonata.”


    Her eyes were suffused with mist, and Rena looked sideways at him.


    Her heart skipped a beat.


    That same feeling surged again!


    How did Waylen seem to know her so intimately?


    Doubt crept in. Had he investigated her somehow?


    With his gaze intently fixed on her, a fervent desire to im her emerged in his eyes. Her tender and determined visage, reminiscent of Alexis, called to him irresistibly.N?velDrama.Org owns all ? content.


    Finally, Rena’s fingers began to dance upon the piano keys.


    She yed wlessly, her foot no Longer hampered by injury. Every note flowed effortlessly beneath her touch, evoking a profound sense of intelligence.


    As Waylen gradually drifted into slumber, Jarrod’s words surged through his consciousness, returning his memories to him.


    He was Waylen, his memories reimed in full.


    Moved by Rena’s piano performance, even his eyes zed with passion.


    If only he had handled Elvira differently back then, Rena might not have suffered regrets and lost the opportunity to fulfill her dreams. Perhaps by now, she could have be a renowned pianist on the world stage.


    But “if only” held no ce in reality. ALL he desired now was to ensure her safe return. After Rena’s final note resonated, she slowly lowered her hands, her heart heavy with emotion.


    Unbelievable, the sensation was hauntingly familiar, tugging at her heartstrings.


    In that moment, Waylen moved behind her, his warm palms gently settling on her slender shoulders, drawing her close.


    His extreme tenderness was enough to disarm anyone.


    Rena was taken aback, a swirl of emotions coursing through her. Days prior, Harold’s memory had been a constant presence, even affecting her appetite. Yet now, her heart seemed firmly ensnared by the man beside her.


    Obeying the pull, Rena’s resistance dissolved as Waylen lowered his head, his Lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, “I’ve missed you so much. Did you know?”


    Rena‘s body tensed, a sensation entirely new to her.


    She had never been this close to a man before.