I could hear the urgency in Marco's voice, and my annoyance quickly transformed into concern."What's the matter, son? Is everything alright?""I just really miss you, Mom," he replied.His words touched my heart, but I couldn't help but feel annoyed that it was his father who had prompted him to call me and ask me to come home earlier.Nevertheless, I remained calm as I spoke to Marco."Don't worry, I'll be there soon. Is everything okay with you and your dad?""Yes, mom. What time will you be home?" Marco inquired."As soon as I can," I assured him."Just wait for me there, my dear. Would you like me to buy you a cake?" I asked, trying to lighten the mood."Wow, I'd love that, Mom! Thank you!" Marco responded, clearly delighted by my offer.After ending the call, Elijah asked me who had called, and I informed him that it was Marco."Marco is waiting for me to come home. I really need to leave now," I explained.He smiled at me, his dark hair gently tousled by the breeze."I understa

"Let's play pretend and act like a couple just for tonight." he said.My mind couldn't comprehend what Marcus was asking of me. He wanted me to play the role of his loving wife for just one night? I furrowed my brows in disbelief and shook my head, unable to find the right words. "What?!"His eyes pleaded with me, begging for understanding. "Please, just listen to me. I know it's a big request, but I promise it's only for one night. I want us to have an opportunity to connect on a deeper level and truly understand each other."His sincerity was undeniable, and I couldn't help but let out a sigh as I settled down on the couch beside him. "Why, Marcus? We're already great friends. We don't need to pretend to be something we're not."He gently took hold of my hand, his eyes reflecting a tinge of sadness. "Friends? It's obvious that we're not really, and there's always been something more for me. I can't help but wonder, what if we had a chance to be like that? Just for one night, I want

After a while, we embraced each other tightly before parting ways. I quickly wrapped myself in a cozy blanket, trying to shield my vulnerable state. Taking a deep breath, I couldn't deny the undeniable truth - this was more than just a physical connection. Our eyes locked, silently acknowledging the depth of our emotions. A wave of self-hatred washed over me, as I knew deep down that this was a betrayal to my fiancé. What on earth had I done?Tears threatened to spill from my eyes as I failed to protect my own heart. Determined to distance myself, I abruptly stood up, only to be pulled back by Marcus. Our gazes met once again, and his sweet words weakened my resolve. I was aware of the mistake I was making, but I couldn't resist staying with him."Please stay," he pleaded."You know this is a colossal mistake, Marcus!" I cried, my emotions overflowing.Yet, he simply held me tightly, causing my heart to ache with every beat. Once again, I was defeated by my own emotions.The following

My heart raced as I caught sight of Marcus's familiar figure and heard his voice behind me."Looking for me?" he asked, a smile playing on his lips."No, I'm not. Why would I?" I replied, feeling annoyed.I could sense Marcus's gaze on me, but I refused to meet his eyes. Dealing with him right now was the last thing I wanted, especially after what happened between us last night.As I descended the stairs, I could hear him following me. Taking a deep breath, I tried to calm my nerves before finally turning around to face him."Can we talk, Sam?" he asked."About what?!" I inquired in a hight tone of voice."Please, just calm down," he pleaded, attempting to soothe me."What do you want, Marcus?" I questioned, struggling to maintain a steady voice."About what happened last night. It's proof that you still have feelings for me," he said, his voice softening."Why don't you give us another chance, Sam?" he implored."Are you out of your mind?! It was a mistake, fueled by alcohol. Nothing

MARCUS POVThe weight of reality hit me like a ton of bricks as I put pen to paper, finalizing the end of my marriage to Samantha. Although it was a decision she had long desired, a profound sense of emptiness and sorrow engulfed me as I stepped out of our home. With each step, a whirlwind of remorse and anguish consumed my thoughts, envisioning Samantha walking down the aisle with another man.She was the one who blessed me with a son and showered me with affection, yet I allowed my ego and self-centeredness to destroy our bond. Now, I was left grappling with the painful reality of losing the woman I loved more than anything.As I hopped into my car and embarked on a drive, my mind was devoid of any specific destination. The streets seemed to blend together, a hazy backdrop as I desperately tried to suppress thoughts of what could have been.Our marriage had become a tangled mess, and I must confess, I hadn't shown her even a glimmer of love before. But as the years slipped away, som