IRENE

I had called Marcus earlier and deep down I was hoping he would be able to talk some sense into his friend.

He had every right to be angry honestly speaking but the whole scenario was starting to get me as I did and never thought him as a man to be jealous about situations like this .

When he had walked out I had slept in his bed,

The next few hours between Marcus arriving and talking to James had felt like eternity.

Eternity I had spent sniffing his clothes and pushing it against my chest, I had gotten so used to him.— so much that leaving me...