Chapter 2.102

Zoey p.o.v

I sat by the window staring outside, the night isn't young anymore, and it's way past the two hours Marco promised to come to me.

I couldn't sleep, my mind filled with a whirlwind of emotions. I felt happy, confused, and hurt all at once. Happy that Marco was alive and breathing, confused about why he hadn't kept me informed of his plans, and hurt that he had seemingly forgotten about our meeting.

I felt a sense of peace wash over me. Marco was safe, that's all that matters.

The sound of the door cracking open reaches my ear, I don't bother to see who it is because there's only one person who could enter this room without any form of permission. And that person is Marco.

“You should be asleep.” He spoke, confirming my guess. “Fuck, it's windy there, it's not good for you.” His footsteps approach me.

I felt his presence, his warmth, before I physically saw him. I won't be able to get enough of his presence in this lifetime, his overwhelming presence is a reassurance to m