EVELYN'S POV
It's been four hours,
This had been the longest I had gone without talking to Marcel, yet that was not enough; he didn't seem to be bothered about me like I was about him.
I stormed up the stairs and into the room after making the false announcement of not speaking with him until the child was gone. I believed it would be easy, or was it that I had expected him to storm after me?.
I waited for seconds, then minutes, and eventually hours, yet nothing. That was unlike him; he ought to have made a proper apology.
I hissed for the sixth time in a row, stood to my feet, and paced back and forth in my room. I was feeling bad already; no matter what the situation was, I never should have spoken to him like that.
I should have approached him in an understanding man
