The Issues With Trust

Darius’s P.O.V

Clutching my walking stick, I quickened my pace, walking away from the most horrific scene that I had ever laid my eyes on. In the elevator, I leaned against the wall, slapping myself, slowly before increasing the force until my cheeks stung.

At that moment, a guttural scream escaped my mouth, reverberating off the walls of the elevator before dread settled down on me.

Was that a nightmare?

I mean, what in the world did I just witness now?

Why was Marcel in her house and the things that he did to her…… argh.

I clenched my jaw, running my fingers through my stubble, squeezing my eyes shut in a bid to stop the horrific memory from replaying in my head.

However, no matter how much I tried, everything worsened.

Confusion and revulsion swamped my mind as my eyes fluttered open. Marcel was making progress with Mae, he was supposed to be in Hawaii like Mae had mentioned but he was here in Elodie’s apartment and just the thoughts of the two of them being together in an al