Panthea stood in stunned disbelief as she watched Marcus walk away. Everything in her being told her to cry out to him, rush to his side, drop to his feet and attach herself to him until he realized that this was simply not the answer. But she couldn't move. Instead, Panthea stood there, squeezed her eyes shut and pulled her hand to her open mouth to stifle a sob.
Marcus was going to be her Mr. Right. He was going to be what Scott could not, but now he had walked away and out of her life like she and what they had meant nothing. When she opened her eyes and found herself still alone, the realization hit her like a massive wrecking ball swinging at full speed.
“Noooo,” Panthea yelled.
Her legs suddenly began to feel weak, and she held on to the table to steady herself. The burning sensation that began in the pit of her stomach like heartburn picked up momentum and built up in her throat. She could no longer suppress the tears that flooded through. He was gone and there wasn't a damn thing she could do to bring him back.
“Oh God, what have I done?”
Marcus was gone, had walked out and left her alone. But still, she wouldn't believe it. He couldn't be serious. She told herself it just wasn't real. This wasn't the way their story was supposed to end. Hadn't he fought so vigorously for her freedom so that they could be together?
Where was her freedom now that he was gone?
Marcus Douglas returns in Ulterior Motive