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38. What do you want me to say?

Marcus pov

“Marcus, you need to start talking.” Natalie said from across the table. 

We were currently sitting in my living room after having showered and changed into our night clothes. Natalie had tried talking to me on our way back home but I remained dead silent. I was too furious to say anything and I was afraid that I would unnecessarily project my anger towards her. Moreover, I was hell bent on going away from that wretched place as soon as I could, so that the air I breathed no longer had any traces of her lingering. 

“What do you want me to say?” I asked, eyes fixed on the glass window onto my right. 

Streams of moonlight poured in through them, reflecting off the beads of moisture that acc

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