I rolled over to find the other side of the bed empty. Immediately, I sat up, causing a bout of dizziness. I groaned, grabbing the side of my head for a moment with my eyes slightly opened.
"Marcus? Where are you?" I whispered as I scanned the room. My eyes landed on their target as Marcus stood leaning against the window frame.
With his hand tucked away in his pocket he glanced over at me with tired and saddened eyes.
I pouted my lip at him, remembering today is our wedding day, since he decided to move it up to today.
I grabbed the sheet, pulling it up to my chest running a hand through my hair. The air was heavy with guilt and dejection. "What's troubling you?" I asked in a low tone.
Marcus let out a long breath before turning to face me, "Do you remember your first night here?" He
