(Serena's POV)The air was cool but the sun was out while the wind blew itself passed our bare skin as we strode out from the glass entrance door of the Lancaster General Hospital. Kevin hauled my belongings into the car while Marcus held up my waist so I could use the axillary crutches correctly. I was discharged from the hospital and the Doctor said that my wound will heal in a few days. Thankfully, the wound is not that deep. Should I be thankful for Ryle's carelessness?Nonetheless, I'm not in the right mind right now. My head is messed up. Marcus and I have not spoken since last night. After twenty-four hours from the time he had promised, he finally returned. I'm not waiting for his return though.The whole ride back to the mansion was quiet as hell. I took a glance at Marcus who was in deep thought while staring blankly at the window. He must have gone through it. Is it that bad? Was it my fault why he's suffering right now? I just added to his worry and responsibility, he eve
(Serena's POV)Staring at his glorious face, I snap myself back to the present and to the book I am reading. We sat by the parlor, him staring out to the forest while I sat by the window, staring aimlessly at the pages laid on my lap.It's been a week since Ryle abducted me. Actually, I'm trying my best to forget that moment, also, the moment with Ryle as a precious friend. That's why I forced Marcus to take a day off. Speaking of Suzy, her father found out her staying at Marcus's house, maybe that's why Uncle Gregor is damn mad at Marcus. The morning sun is now high up in the sky, announcing mid-afternoon; the breeze has ceased, replaced by the ever-prickly warm haze. I huff, shifting my feet so that I am leaning by the window pane."Siri, what would you like to do for the rest of the day rather than spend it with your book?" I stared at him for a while as he leaned across the open doors, his head tilted to the view of the forest, as though he isn't really talking to me. I raised an
(Serena's POV)It was almost midday when I decided to leave the shade and find something delicious to eat for I wanted to cheer myself up, my thoughts in a jumble as I walk, dazed. Marcus was nowhere to find and I decided not to drag him on my food trip. I am threading through the crowd of tourists when I found a hotdog stand. I ordered two jumbos and a fruit shake to go with it. Pulling my wallet from my handbag, I paid for the food and started to walk away. It was quiet at first then I heard them mumbling around me before they erupted, the whole crowd laughing. I curiously stared at them and realize that it was me whom they are laughing about. I followed their gaze and was surprised that my dress was now split in half, showing my cleavage and a bit of my breast. Blushing, I tried to cover myself with the drinks and two hotdog jumbo's on my hands but it was a futile attempt. I tried to hurry back to the shade Marcus made for me back at the shore, my head bowed while I tried so hard
(Serena's POV)I was bored like crazy.I lay down on the floor, my thoughts and emotions in unrest. I really miss him and the way my hormones raged on, doesn't help me at all. I pulled at my hair and turn so that I am facing the balcony, the view of the beautiful Sunday morning trying to cheer me up but failing. I push myself up so that I can sit. I've been in our bed for quite an hour now after breakfast, eating my Cheerios with Nutella as I stare at the empty canvas. I couldn't seem to find the motivation to do something. All because I miss him.He is still not here. He didn't say goodbye to me yesterday morning. I know he's too busy but here I am impatiently waiting for his arrival. He didn't even bother to send me a text or call or send Suzy to my aid.I did try to call him a few times and it just directed me to his voicemail with his very sexy voice saying: 'Marcus Walton. I am quite busy at the moment, please leave a message'.It's quite disappointing that my effort in prepar
(Serena's POV)I was startled when someone touches my elbow and in a moment, I was back at the situation at hand. "Are you okay, miss?" The very healthy woman beside me asked as she held unto my elbow. I touched my forehead and felt the dizzy spell leaving me. I was glad that she held me or else I already have collapsed on the floor.I shouldn't have been reminded of things about that man. It is so heavy in my chest whenever I sometimes recollect the moments I had with him. But right now, I don't know why I feel nauseous.I turn my head down and wipe my forehead, breathing through my nose so I won't throw up.I was about to answer the woman when Suzy pokes her head out of one of the shelves, a couple of books tightly clutched in her hands as she smiled, "There you are! I thought you are already swallowed by the spirit in that vase." She stated pointing at the vase beside me. When she recognizes the healthy woman holding me by the arm, "Oh! Hey there, Carla.""Hey Suzy, she's...?" Th
(Serena's POV)The sound of the alarm ended my vacation in my dreamland. Who sets the alarm by the way? I glance at my left side to see a handsome man, peacefully having a vacation in his dream.Marcus bolted upright knocking me over to the side as he rolled on the edge of the bed, ending up face-first on the floor.I heard him groan in pain. "Why'd you do that, Siri?" He uttered without looking at me.He dared to ask."Do what exactly, Mr. Walton?" I responded almost a mockery.He notices me looking down at his excited friend which made him snort. "Never mind. I'm going back to bed, love." He snatched the comforter off the floor and take a pillow from the bed, carrying them out of the room, leaving me slack-jawed."Hey! I wasn't finished talking to you, Marcus Walton." He turned swiftly at the mention of his name, making me regret that I called him as his nose flared at me, his irritation apparent as he gritted out. "What do you need to say, Serena Walton?"I glared at his ocean-blu
(Serena's POV)We walked down to the dining area together. All this while he didn't leave my waist though I tried to push him but it feels like he was enjoying my poor state. It's a miracle that we woke up earlier before dinner. It's past eight in the evening and I am starving to death. Now that I'm hungry, I'm craving something I don't know. My sense of taste seems to change every time I want something edible. I'm not sure if I'm gaining weight as I've been eating too much these days, even though I sometimes skip a meal.I don't have an issue with gaining weight. I don't give a damn about becoming fat or what. As long as I'm full. But remembering that my health is in crisis, I think, I need to tell Marcus now."Marcus, there's something I need to tell you," I whispered, enough for him to hear my words, since his face are only an inch apart from mine."What is... it?" He asked but his brows creases while looking forward.But before words came out of my mouth, we entered the dining ar
(Serena's POV)Just as I was about to fall asleep, a knock on the door startled me, and I instantly placed my feet on the floor and stepped away from the bed. It's Marcus. He only came to ask if I'm alright.I responded that I have a headache while striding back to the bed, he nodded and still stood by the wall, directly staring at me, not even hiding that he was. "What...?" I trailed off, getting uncomfortable at his stare, causing me not to dare look at him.He sighs. "You heard.""Huh?""I breathed in your scent before the elevator closes." He confronted."I didn't hear anything," I uttered before turning my back to him."Hmm..." I feel the bed sink in behind me, then arms wrapped around my waist, inhaling his masculine scent. "I really plan to marry you but I didn't expect Suzy will be doing first." "So, you didn't know about her marrying that guy?" I questioned."Nope." He took a deep breath before snuggling his face into my neck.I love the feeling of him snuggling into my war