Enraged, Melissa kicked him and retreated upstairs, wrapped in a blanket.

After checking on the kids, she headed to the bathroom for a shower, emerging enveloped in steam. Marcus was already there, towel in hand, ready to assist her.

As Melissa relaxed into his embrace, her anger dissipated.

Clad in a bathrobe, she leaned against him, relishing the intimacy of the night.

Suddenly, she spoke up. Jessies in the hospital.

Marcus nodded silently.

After a moment of contemplation, Melissa continued, I dont think Mr.

will let Jessie go. Marcus, something

man, understood men

burden his wife with the darker aspects

was already quite

other mens business? Didnt I just give my all? Knowing Marcus inside out, Melissa recognized

neck

isnt in

the bed, where the mattress offered its familiar softness, and their connection felt

once more, and when Melissa stirred at nine in the morning, she shielded her eyes from the

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