Mandy’s POV
I wasn’t sure how to behave around Mark after his mental breakdown. Honestly, it was weird and I don’t think I’m the right person to help him with his grief. And though that night we did share the bed, he stayed well over on his side and I stayed on mine. Things were very strained to say the least. And when I woke up, he was gone.
I was concerned at first, and just about ready to text him when he finally returned. He had brought breakfast with him, thank goodness. Tea and a macadamia nut scone for me, coffee and a bacon breakfast sandwich for him.
“I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn’t get back to sleep,” he explained. “So I grabbed all our dirty laundry and I went back to the condo to wash it, and I grabbed my Speedo and anything else we left in our h
