*Arealla*

Marcus and I lay on the bed, still joined as one, long after we had spent ourselves with each other.

I wanted nothing more than to just stay with Marcus like that forever. But it wasn’t possible. We weren’t safe. We still had to wake; we still had to escape Jason and whatever he was planning. Even though Jason had me locked in a cell, it was the both of us that he held captive.

But Marcus didn’t know everything yet, and I supposed that the ...