Thessalia's confession hung in the air between them like a heavy fog, shrouding everything in a thick silence. Marcus struggled to make sense of it all, his mind racing with unanswered questions.
As she spoke, her expression guarded, Marcus knew that there was something else she wasn't telling him. A sinking feeling began to settle in his chest as he realized that the truth was far more complicated than he ever could have imagined.
His heart dropped at her words, and he struggled to process the meaning behind them. "What do you mean?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
He felt a mixture of confusion and anger as he waited for her to explain. His mind was racing with all the possibilities of what she could mean, but he couldn't seem to grasp any of them. He felt like his whole
