lf up as best as I could in a public restroom. My only thought

er, I could finally, complet

are. The first thing I saw was Mark, sitting on the edg

s gaze fell on the red, angry marks on my neck that m

ding to be a virtuo

as laced wi

e cheap, anyone

of a reaction. I ignored him and walked toward the corner of

ere are my

eyes, now put on a show of apology. She pinched

r luggage sm

Mark with wide

ally, and Mark had someone

her expression shifting to o

really

rows arrogantly, he

to be in that room for another sec

into the kitchen. The counter was

he' s hungry. Cook for

nd, looking up at him with a

is office. I thought he genuinely liked my cooking, so I had

unch to find him dotingly holding Tiff

eyes crinkling. "Chloe'

, she had lowered her

hing, I' m not as good

r lips then, patie

anything, you' re stil

moment. My heart, which had once shattered,

, will you

onfusion in his eyes. He did

re are yo

to provoke him, to make him think this was just ano

here and watch you an

e grabbed the extra blankets from the close

cook, you can sl

shing the vegetables and preparing the meal. Soon, the

psticks and held it up to Tiffany' s mouth. Sauce accidentally

still need me to take care of you w

forgetting to raise her eyebrows

want to take

cooped up some soup and bro

isplay of affection anymore. I turn

you throw

terrupting him. She choked, her face turning red. She covered her mouth

spicy

poured her a glass of water and carefully

nestled into his arms, lo

an' t eat s

as a pathet

that' s why she put so

hadn't, but Mark was already on his feet. He rush

he dining table. "Chloe, you di

front of my own plate, tr

n' t put any