MARK'S POV
I laid against my back, head facing the ceiling.
For the hundredth time, I tossed from side to side. Nothing seemed good enough for me.
Damn it!
I jumped right to my feet and began pacing around the room.
It had suddenly become too hot and stuffy. I needed some fresh air. I needed to calm my throbbing nerves.
The evening was cool and satisfying. I stood under the open sky, my hands clasped to my side.
So her real name was Samien. She had such a beautiful name just like her face.
Little wonder I had always felt different about her face. A man with such a beautiful face was a rarity.
I swallowed hard, guilt welling in me.
I should have gone after her and at least spoken to her for the last time.
Thinking about it now made me realize how foolish I was.
Frustrated, I
