As she moved toward the door, she glanced back several times. Once outside, she huddled into a squat, clutching her knees. What had led to this? Marcus had to be alright. She would give half her life for him, if it meant no more suffering on his part.

Never before had time felt so sluggish for Millie. The room was so well-insulated that she couldn’t hear a thing, yet she knew that Marcus was enduring his own kind of hell-a hell that even a man as resilient as he was couldn’t fend off.

After what seemed to be an eternity, her phone buzzed.

“Come in.”

She sprang to her feet, but her legs buckled. She’d been squatting for too long and her legs had gone numb.

Ignoring the discomfort, she picked herself up and limped toward the hefty door, pulling it open.

The room felt like the aftermath of a battle, heavy with melancholy.

Marcus, standing alone, gazing out of

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light in the corner was subdued, casting Marcus

resolute yet visibly

“Darling, are you alright?”

him and nestled into his arms. Looking up, her eyes

Feeling sorry for him,

his fingers

need to

her with renewed

the glass

that the

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