I wasn’t sure whether I imagined it, but when Marcel’s eyes settled on me, there was one emotion clearly painted across his features—relief. He was relieved. To see me? The woman hadn’t even said anything in response to his question yet, but I didn’t think that he cared about her answer. He was by my side in an instant, the woman stepping backwards to give him some space to get to me. It seemed like this was some kind of big deal, although I had to admit that I must have missed the memo, or I had failed to take note of something.
What could I have missed during this short time that could have been considered as something that I should have been paying close attention to? I couldn’t think of a single thing, but I told myself not to worry about it, because I was sure that all would be reve
