Marcus' POV:
I rolled over to find an empty space where Tyler was last, when we fell asleep soaked in our own sweat.
I swung my legs out of bed and walked over to my window as my heart sank, cursing myself for not realising it was too good to be true. A shaft of light glided across the room as I yanked the material apart.
I knew Tyler wouldn't come back to me. For good, anyway.
I sighed, and made my way to the living room, finding a small, yellow sticky note on the coffee table.
Hey,
I've gone to do something I should have done a long time ago. I'll be back soon.
P.S- I made you breakfast, it's in the microwave,
t x
A smile crept on my face as I read each word.
"God, I love that man." I mumbled To myself as I opened the microwave to reveal scrambled eggs and pancakes that were made into misshapen hearts.
***
As I dumped the plate and cutlery into the sink, the door swung open and Tyler stormed in, his eyes red and puffy.
"Hey babe," I remarked, still facing away from him.
He remained silent and walked straight through to my bedroom.
I didn't have to see him to know he was crying.
"Tilly?" I whispered, slowly approaching him.
He was flopped, face down on my bed, his shoulders shaking gently, but vigorously enough to know he was crying.
"You should have seen his face," he sobbed
I shook my head and sat beside him.
"Seen who's face?"
"Connor," his muffled voice sounded "I told him I'm not in love with him anymore."
Although, I felt pity on Connor, I couldn't help but smile a little as he said that.
It had been so long since I could call Tyler mine. And now here he was again, for me to hold in my arms, and there was no way I'd let go anytime soon.
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