Rounding a bend, she spotted Marcus, his anxiety evident as he paced near his car.

He caught sight of her and hastened to her, wrapping her in a reassuring embrace.

Millie leaned into him, whispering, “Honey, I’m alright.”

Despite her assurances, she had been fraught with anxiety until laying eyes on him.

As he gently caressed Millie’s hair, Marcus’ dark eyes betrayed his guilt.

“I’m sorry. I should have been there to retrieve you myself.”

His panic had soared when he couldn’t reach her by phone, certain that something untoward had occurred.

get in the car

N G E L A ‘s L I B

Millie consoled him.

him meant he bore no

Millie’s hand, and together they settled into the car for the journey home. As the landscape

identical to the Bloody Herb. That Bruce had cultivated such

arrival at home, Millie sought the comfort of a warm shower. Then Marcus gently guided her to

his chest, drawing warmth and reassurance from

worse, leaving her bedridden. Those around him

more he cherished someone, the more relentless his enemies became

snoring filled the room, Marcus rose from the bed with care, making his way to

he dialed a number, his handsome face set in an expression of steely

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