Marina's POV

I managed to drag my feet into my house before shutting the door with a small sigh.

I felt tired. I was tired.

I had told the cab driver to drop me off a few distance from here and walked all the way back to home. My feet was killing me.

"Where the hell have you been?"

"What the..." I almost screamed, immediately turning around to see Mark's walking towards me his face etched with worry.

I was about asking him what he as going here when I ...