" It's been three days since the confrontation between me and Marcus.
Marcus has been avoiding me for three days. Maybe he isn't avoiding me, just busy and I am the one overthinking.
Truth is, I prefer it this way.
He can go do his s**t and me? I can continue living my life and f*****g Richard, his father.
I haven't told Richard about Marcus's suspicions. Since he is convinced I am sleeping with some gym instructor, I see no need for that.
Today, I have a client picking his paintings at my studio so I have to hurry and get everything packed and ready for when he arrives.
I arrive at my studio just before ten.
Minutes later, everything is already arranged the way I like it. The three paintings the client purchased are wrapped carefully and propped against the far wall, each one label
