Later that night, she had been asleep, she felt a dip in the bed. Markus got under the covers with Portia wrapping an arm around her pulling her body into his. She smelled the alcohol on his breath.
"Are you okay?"
"Mmm..." Markus buried his face into the crook of her neck.
"We can talk whenever you want to, baby," Markus told her.
Markus moved closer, cuddling his wife... "Yeah, I know, maybe tomorrow. I love you," She whispered in his ear. They let that be the last words said before they fell asleep.
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The next morning Portia woke up in bed alone. She made the bed then got in the shower, allowing to massage the tension away. It was surreal for Portia to think about her sweet cousin being married into Royalty. After her shower then she did her hair and makeup
