It’s been a week and Marcus has been very patient with me this last week. I was taking a page out of his book. I have been avoiding him. I have asked for my meals to be brought to my room. I’m not seeing much of anyone. I wouldn’t know where to start to explaining to them how I feel or why I’m acting strange. I just needed to wrap my own head around it. After the week he seemed to have enough of my nonsense and came to my room. I was sitting in front of the fireplace reading a book when he came storming in. I didn’t put any effort in my look. I’ve been enjoying staying in my nightgown, bathing and putting on a new nightgown. My body is still sore from the attack. I got a bruise on the side of my face from the impact of the wolf tackling me to the ground. I also have a nasty bruise on my ch
