193. Odd

Thankfully, the cook was gone by the time I returned back into the dining room. 

Having wrapped myself with a robe, I let the wet strands of my hair dry against its fabric. Marcus was swiping on his phone mindlessly when I walked in, but upon noticing my figure, he put it away. 

“Were you waiting for me?” I asked as I poured myself some orange juice. 

Nodding, he held out his own glass to me. After filling it to half, I put the juice container away. 

“Is everything okay back at home?” I asked as he opened the dish to serve some food into my plate. 

He looked at me. “Of course. Why do you ask?”&nbs

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