Marco covered his mouth to stifle a yawn. David yapped on and on about a business he wanted Marco to invest in.Marco on the other hand was fighting sleep, he didn't get much last night. A smile graced his face when he remembered why.He quickly frowned when he realized he was smiling for no reason in the conference room.Marco shifted in his seat, trying to stay attentive to David's pitch. The man was passionate about his business, but Marco couldn't seem to focus on the details. He kept glancing at the clock on the wall, wishing the meeting would end soon.As David spoke, Marco's mind drifted back to the previous night. Marco spent the night with Raina.A warm feeling spread through Marco's chest as he thought of Raina's smile and the way she had laughed at his jokes. David's voice droned on, and Marco's thoughts turned to work. He had a big project due next week, and he still had a lot of work to do. He needed to focus, but he couldn't seem to shake off his fatigue.Marco cover

Dahlia stood nervously in front of Marco's doorstep, her heart pounding in her chest. She had contemplated ringing the doorbell for what felt like hours, but the fear of rejection had kept her frozen in place.The house was beautiful and grand but Dahlia couldn't appreciate the beauty of the moment. She was too consumed by her own emotions, her stomach tied in knots and her palms slick with sweat.Dahlia had been thinking about Marco and decided to ask her father for his address. It was hard but he managed it.She knew she hurt him but he is all she could think about. She had been falling behind in her classes because of this. But despite everything, Dahlia couldn't stop thinking about Marco. She missed him, missed the way his arms felt around her, the sound of his laughter, the way he would look at her when he thought she wasn't paying attention.And so, she found herself standing in front of his doorstep, hesitating to ring the doorbell. What if he didn't want to see her? Dahlia

They stared at each other before Marco held the door."Come in," he said.Raina walked inside his room, wringing her fingers nervously."I'm sorry, Marco. I shouldn't have accused you of anything without any evidence. I just got jealous sometimes."Raina sat down on the couch beside him. "I do trust you, Marco. I just get so scared sometimes. I don't want to lose you."Marco put his arm around her and pulled her close. "You're not going to lose me, Raina. I love you too much to let that happen."They faced each other, their hands clasped tightly together. The tension between them had dissipated, but there was still a palpable sense of unease in the air.Raina looked up at Marco, her eyes brimming with tears. "I'm sorry, Marco. I shouldn't have said those things to you. I let my emotions get the best of me, and I didn't mean any of it."Marco squeezed her hand reassuringly. "It's okay, Raina. I understand. We all have moments where our emotions get the best of us."Raina bent her head

As Marco slowly opened his eyes, the first thing he noticed was the blinding sunlight streaming in through the window. He groaned, feeling the warm light wash over his face and saturate the room with its golden hue. He closed his eyes again."Wakey wakey, sleepy head," Raina whispered to Marco.Marco stirred on the bed, his eyes fluttered open as he stared into Raina's eyes. His lips curved into a smile."Hello beautiful," he said.Raina smiled as she leaned down to kiss him. Marco eagerly accepted her kiss.He sat up on the bed, leaning against the headboard."This is a great way to wake up." he grinned."Right?" Raina asked.She hopped on the bed, looking at him with heart in her eyes."Want anything?" she asked.Marco shook his head at her, "I am not sure."Marco stood up from the bed, he felt a rush of energy course through his body. He couldn't wait to start his day, and he was eager to make the most of every moment. He glanced over at the clock on the nightstand, which read

Marco’s heart was pounding as he sat in his car, staring at the car in front of him that had just hit him.He couldn’t believe what had just happened. He opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out. He closed his mouth again and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.His hands were shaking as he reached for the brakes, but he managed to stop the car before the other vehicle hit it again. He looked around, trying to make sense of what had just happened. It was raining heavily, and he could barely see anything through the windshield. The raindrops were hitting the glass so hard that they sounded like bullets.He squinted his eyes and tried to focus on the car in front of him. He could see its taillights, but nothing else. He felt a lump in his throat as he wondered what he was going to do. He had never been in an accident before, and he didn’t know how to handle the situation.He looked around, trying to see if anyone was watching him, but the rain made it imp