ELEANOR'S POV
I woke up to an empty bed and almost immediately, memories of the previous night flooded in.
It wasn't a dream. It really happened. Marcus had somehow hugged me to sleep.
Looking around the room for any traces of him, I found none except from the empty space next to me signifying someone had slept there. As absurd as it was, I just couldn't help but smile at the memory.
What in the world happened to him? Just how did he manage to be nice to me for the first time in literally forever?
Pulling my knees closer to me, I shut my eyes, trying to recollect how warm it felt with his arms around me. Perhaps, he saw how scared and how much distress I was in and finally had a change of heart? Just maybe, he suddenly felt guilty for treating me badly all these weeks and suddenly wan
