Chapter 38 I Make Sacrifices Too

• Marek's POV
• I stayed on the rug floor after Nolan left, my knees aching, throat burning, the taste of him still thick on my tongue. The room spun a little when I finally pushed myself up.
• My hands shook as I fixed my belt, wiped my mouth on the sleeve of my shirt, and tried to smooth my hair back into something that didn’t scream what had just happened. I couldn’t let anyone see me like this. Especially not Esme.