Marcie nodded agreement. She wanted him back too, so desperately. After she'd come home from the hotel the other night, the guilt of what she'd done had almost consumed her. It felt wrong that she could fuck someone else when the only one she wanted was Trey, and he was gone. She had sobbed in the bathroom as she looked down at her tattoo, and raked her nails across it with a howl of misery. Everything still hurt, but slowly the everyday was getting easier to bear. It was just these reminders that wrenched at her heart.
"He loved you so much," she said, crouching down so she could try to look up into Kaden's face. "I will do my best for you, I promise. We'll work it out together."