As I thought about it, I turned around and looked at Marcus next to me.
As compared to the indifferent man from before, Marcus, who was gentle and kind, seemed to be the perfect candidate for me to spend the rest of my life with.
After a moment, Marcus opened his mouth, feeling awkward under my stare. He asked, “Why are you looking at me?”
I shrugged and replied with a smile, “It’s nothing. I just think you’re a reliable man.”
Marcus’s eyes flickered at my compliment. He seemed surprised by the compliment that had come out of nowhere. “I see…”
…
We soon pulled over in front of the gate of the White residence.
“We’re home.” After Marcus made sure the car was switch off, he leaned over to unfasten the seatbelt on my behalf.
I subconsciously inched away from him, not used to such an overly intimate interaction. “I can unfasten it myself.”
Marcus stared at me wide-eyed before returning to his seat. “O-Okay…”
Although I was against the idea of being overly intimate with the man, I couldn’t help but remind myself that he was the one who loved me wholeheartedly and stayed with me through thick and thin.
The conflicting thoughts in my mind almost drove me nuts. I sprinted out of the car and stood at the entrance, trying to catch my breath.
It had been a fortnight since I regained consciousness. Apart from our last intimate interaction in the hospital, I couldn’t get used to it anymore after returning to my senses.
The feeling had morphed into an instinctive response to the extent I couldn’t stand him anywhere near me. I couldn’t possibly lie to myself and force myself into submission.
“Have you recalled anything?”
Marcus’ question snapped me out of my train of thoughts.
When I turned around, I noticed that he had moved to come right next to me.
I shrugged my shoulders and replied with a self-deprecating smirk, “Nah, my mind is still completely blank.”
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