Chapter 44
“I’m sorry,” Marcus said again, his voice softer now, brushing her hair back with a tenderness that surprised even him. He kissed the top of her head as they slowly made their way back toward the main church hall.
Ellie sniffled but kept walking beside him. Her feet dragged a little. Her pride still stung.
Then, from the corner of her eye, she saw Marcus staring at her with a strange expression.
“What?” she asked.
His eyes went wide. He stepped slightly ahead of her and turned so he could see her face properly.
“Wait,” he said, brows knitting. “Were you actually waiting for me?”
“What?” Ellie blinked, incredulous. “Of course not!”
Marcus tilted his head, not buying it for a second. “It’s written all over your face, De-Laurent. You were waiting for me.”
“Eyahhhh!” she fl
