Cecelia’s POV
Days later, the weird feeling in my body had subsided. Or rather, my senses had grown accustomed to the new changes I felt.
Marcus had seemed like he understood what I was going through, without me even having to make him understand.
Instead of explaining it to me, he’d helped me through it over the past few days like it was totally normal. Even though he still refused to speak more about it. As if he was afraid of the truth of it.
To distract me from everything, Marcus decided we should go out one evening. I found the idea thrilling because it was the first time we would be going out on a date since I’d thrown myself in front of his door.
Marcus chose the spot. And the cozy place had a casino. The casino was alive and laughter echoed across the lively place.
For a mome
