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Marcus looked at the space between himself and Kerria. It would’ve been easier if he was able to scoot closer and let her spoon him. Maybe he could even pretend to go to sleep just so she could get whatever rest she needed to keep her, her bright, cheery self. But the longer he looked at the space, the more claustrophobic he became. Pushing himself off the bed, Marcus stretched. “Sorry, Kerbear. I’m just..gonna go get some air.”
A look of content quickly transitioned to one of concern as Marcus pushed himself off the bed. “Wait, wha...?” She sat up, eyes stuck on him. Pushing her blanket aside, she came to sit at the edge of the bed and reached for his hand. “What’s... going on? Are you okay...?” Just in that instant, a million things were flushing through her mind ---- was he okay? Were they okay? Was he finally realizing there couldn’t possibly be a real future with her?
















