June paced the bedroom, picking at her hands. She had woken up and Hunter was gone, so now she was waiting for Hunter to return.
Hunter opened the door slowly, causing her to stop and stare at him, drying her sweaty palms on her dress.
“Good morning, my love.” Hunter tilted his head at her concern and walked towards her.
“Good morning. Where did you go?” She clearly had some attachment issues, which he understood. He actually found it sweet how she cared that much about him, given how they started out.
“I had to talk to Marge about something.” he kissed her forehead. “Are you hungry?”
“Sure. What’d you have to talk to Marge about this early in the morning?” she asked as they headed down to the dining area.
“Don’t worry about it.” he smiled at her and she returned it with a concerned
