Is It Worth It?

Lillian's Point Of View

I walked into the room, took a cold bath and went back to the living room, but Alex was gone.

“Such a fool.” I grumbled as I made my way into the kitchen.

As I poured myself a glass of water, I prayed and hoped that Marcus and Isabella were okay and alive.

Jules's Point Of View.

It was the third day since Isabella left the house, and Marcus has been my faithful dog until he moaned her name while having sex with me last night. I heard a knock on the door, it would be Marcus – we're the only ones left in the house, but I refused to answer the knock.

The door opened, and he leaned against the side of the door with his hands crossed against his chest.

“Are you really going to be like this, Jules?”

I was seated on the bed with the bedsheet covering my body while I tried to concentrate on reading a book.

“What is it you want to talk about? You can just leave, I'm busy.”

“You know you can't be cold to me, you'll always love me.”

“Don't dare me, Marcus. Get ou