38 Garret

MARILYN'S P.O.V. My vision became blurry as I felt the familiar sting of tears in my eyes and I looked at him in shock. “I… Marilyn… I didn't…" “Seize him now.” Alejandro's voice caught our attention, but I was still yet to digest the fact that Romeo had just raised his hands against me. “Marilyn, listen to me, I didn't mean to do that. I'm sorry, Marilyn. Just please never ask me about that bastard again, are you listening to me, Marilyn…" His voice made away as the tears dropped, and I suddenly remembered that Alejandro was standing right in front of me. I wiped my tears away as I turned towards the table to pick my bag, but his hands against my shoulder made me freeze in my spot and I looked at his empty eyes. “Sit down Marilyn.” “Boss, I have to go home my…” “Sit the fuck down.” I sat down immediately and looked at the ground as the tears filled my eyes again. I knew I shouldn't be in tears knowing that I was the one who caused it in the first place, I m