“Are you really not coming?” Jenna asked Marcel one last time, her voice filled with concern as she looked at Marcel. She wanted Marcel to let go of his hatred and make peace with it!
Marcel stepped closer, gently lifting her chin with his hand. “Love,” he began as his voice was soft yet firm, “I never wanted to leave you alone. You know that. But there are some things I need to take care of... personally.” He leaned in, brushing a soft kiss on her cheek, his lips lingering for a moment longer than usual. “So, please be safe... for my sake.”
Jenna’s heart fluttered as she felt the warmth of his kiss, but the unknown worry in her chest refused to subside. She wrapped her arms around him, resting her head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “I will miss you
