Color drained from Aline’s face.


    How could it be? How could it be Waylen?


    Aline looked up and saw that the wire from which the crystal chandelier hung had started shaking. It was about to snap.


    She wanted to bellow a warning, but she couldn’t.


    She was terrified out of her mind.


    If that chandelier dropped on Waylen and he didn’t survive, the Fowler family wouldn’t rest until they found out who was responsible. And then Aline would end up buried in an unmarked grave in the middle of nowhere.


    Aline stood up abruptly.


    At this moment, the crystal chandelier had begun swaying slightly. Waylen could’ve gotten out of the way, but he remained seated and continued ying as if nothing was about to happen.


    Finally, the steel wire broke.


    The crystal chandelier fell, and screams filled the entire theater. Waylen was still sitting upright.


    He didn’t stop ying the piano.


    Waylen’s forehead was now oozing with blood, and his white suit was now crimson. However, he continued ying Rena’s favorite melody. He didn’t even frown.


    With every note he yed, he said, “Come home with me, Rena.”


    In the chaos, the doors of the hall were pushed open, and a beam of light shot in.


    It was Rena.


    Slightly lifting her dress, she ran toward Waylen. Tears welled up in her eyes as she called desperately, “Waylen!”


    The hall suddenly fell as silent as a tomb.


    The screaming stopped, and everyone was gone.


    There was only Rena and Waylen.


    Rena tried to run to Waylen, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t get close to him. She just watched as he sat there and yed Moonlight Lover, the song she recently yed. He had blood all over his face and clothes.Còntens bel0ngs to N?(v)elDr/a/ma.Org


    The Morning Dew piano…


    The apartment, the dog Snowball that she fed…