Jaxon's gaze swept around, once again wondering where Reene was.

It had been so long, yet she was still nowhere around.

He found himself impatiently waiting for her arrival, wondering when he would see those beautiful brown eyes of her, the way her dress curved perfectly on her, her hair packed in the best bun ever.

Her laughter, her smile (he might have rarely seen it, but each time he did, he couldn't help but capture it and let the sight take over sleep).

The—

‘Wait, what ...