Three days after, when morning finally came, I felt on edge. I was not sure why I felt the way I did. I sat up and looked out the window, the sun had not risen yet but it was a bit bright outside. Next to me was…Marcus.
He lay there peacefully, his eyes closed and his breathing steady. I sigh as I started at him, I honestly wished he would be this peaceful when he wakes up bit unfortunately I know that the weight if his responsibilities would exhaust him before the day even begins.
I thought about the blue eyes behind those closed lids and my heart calmed, after that day at the library Marcus had began spending more time in the room and also started sleeping on the bed again, we hadn’t really talked much after that but that day gave me hope in a way because it was the first time after Ma
