She couldn’t tell Marcus she didn’t want to see the movie, because he would ask her why. She didn’t want to lie more than she had to, so she decided to keep quiet.
The seats they chose were located at the top of the theatre. Luckily, no one else had chosen to sit next to them, or even in the same vicinity as them. Sara loved it when she felt as if she had the theatre to herself. Halfway through the movie, Marcus slid his hand onto Sara’s leg. She didn’t think much of it because it simply symbolized a sign of attraction. But with the day’s events lingering on her mind, she couldn’t shake a sense of unease.
After a few minutes of his hand sitting there, he began to slowly edge it upwards, to the point where it was sitting on the topmost part of her thigh. Sara could tell he was making
