Chapter Twenty-Eight: Marcus POV

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I wasn’t able to sleep a wink last night, but to be fair, I haven’t had a decent night’s sleep since before I met Amelia. If I hadn’t been such an asshole the night we met, I could have spent that night with her wrapped in my arms. Every night, my soul cries out for her and I know I won’t have peace until I’m with her again. All night I went over in my head what I would say when I talked to Amelia again. I can’t express how happy I am that she’s willing to talk to me and best believe I’m going to take that opportunity by the balls and use it to win back my animai. I was thinking I’d send her a bouquet of flowers. It might be corny, but at least it’s a start. I eventually get up and head down and join everyone for training. During sparring, I take my anger over the whole Davina thing out

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