ELEANOR’S POV
The memory was still fresh in my mind, just like it happened yesterday.
Though a few days had passed by, I still couldn’t forget how the ball I had so great expectations for had turned out. How I got humiliated publicly and how Marcus saved the day, coming to my rescue.
After a few minutes of me being in the car alone, he finally joined me, the chauffeur doing the same. Giving me nothing but another glance, he ordered the chauffeur to begin driving and we left the party.
No words were spoken throughout the ride and even when we got home, all I got from Marcus was mumbled words before we both returned to our separate rooms.
I could tell he was angry but at who exactly? That I couldn’t tell. He didn’t seem as angry when he wiped my tears and tried to comfort me but few sec
