The present...
Arianna and Marcel slept off on the couch last night in the name of watching movies and judging from how comfortable she felt, she knew that Marcel had borne the brunt of her weight. Yeah, his arm must be dead from where she snuggled into all night and he was still asleep.
She got out of his arms seeing that it was morning and it was the day Mimi and Winters were supposed to go work for the Spencers. In one word, he should be awake already.
"Marcel..." Arianna shook him, but Marcel made no effort to wake up. She shook him again, still, yet, there was
no result and Arianna rubbed her temple, wondering how he was able to live this long when he slept like a log of wood.
If Arianna was an enemy, she would have taken him by surprise and ended his life already. But then, she knew Marcel won't be too comfortable with her if she was an enemy. He might be in love with her, but he was not stupid.
