Marcus woke up to sunlight on his face.
Real sunlight. Coming through a window with curtains instead of through cracks in the storage room door.
For a moment, he forgot where he was. Then the pain in his nose reminded him. The guest room. Diana had let him sleep in a real bed.
Marcus sat up slowly. His face throbbed. He touched his nose gently definitely broken. The whole area was swollen and tender.
He looked around the room. Clean sheets. A soft mattress. A pillow that didn't smell like mildew.
Three years. Three years since he'd slept in a real bed.
Marcus stood up and caught his reflection in the mirror. His face was a mess. Both eyes were blackened from the broken nose. His upper lip was swollen. Dark purple bruises covered his cheekbones.
He looked like he'd been hit by a truc
