Marcus stepped out of the doctor's office, needing some fresh air to clear his head. He drove to a nearby cafe, sat down, and ordered a coffee. As he sipped his coffee, Amayah walked in and sat down opposite him. "Get out, Amayah!" he barked, but she didn't flinch. "Please, just hear me out this once," she begged, her eyes pleading. But Marcus was unforgiving. "No, I'm done with this madness. Get out and go back to your loser boyfriend," he shouted, drawing the attention of the other cafe patrons. Amayah's face flushed with embarrassment, but she knew she had to persevere. She needed this, no matter how much he seemed to despise her.Amayah knelt down, her hands clasped together in desperation, "Please, I'm begging you, don't do this to me," she pleaded, tears streaming down her face. But Marcus remained unmoved, a smirk on his face. "Do you want me to throw you out of here?" he said, his voice cold and detached."I'm a changed soul, I promise you, I'm changed," she cried out, he
Amayah arrived home to find Owen sitting in a chair, smoking a cigarette, which immediately sparked her anger. 'Did you see my call or not?' she asked, her tone stern. Owen shrugged nonchalantly, which only fueled her frustration. “I saw the call, what happened?” he asked, seemingly unbothered. Amayah scoffed, her anger boiling over. “You didn't bother to call me back!” she exclaimed. Owen ignored her question and asked, “What did Marcus say?” taking a drag on his cigarette. Amayah let out a bitter laugh, her voice laced with sarcasm. “Did you ever truly love me?” she asked, her eyes blazing with intensity. Owen stared at her, his expression twisted in disgust. “That’s not the answer to my question,” he growled, his anger rising. But Amayah pressed on, her voice firm. “Tell me, Owen, do you love me?”"Love, love, love, that's all you know," Owen said, his voice dripping with disgust. "Have you ever asked yourself how you can grow and develop as a person? It's not just about y
Marcus was shocked when he found out that the man was with the Vaccine. He leaned closer and asked, "What's the payment for it?"The man laughed and said, "Not that easy, dear. You need to work for it."“Hmmmm,” Marcus hummed, caressing his jaw and the man nodded.“I told you, wealth is of different categories,” the man said, relaxing at the chair.Marcus hummed, staring at the man, and asked, "What's the deal?""Meet me at the old town this evening, come alone," the man said with a mischievous smile.Marcus nodded, and the man stood up and walked away, whistling. Marcus began to doubt if the man was truly with the Vaccine or not. He turned around, watching the man as he drove off. Marcus quickly saved the number, smiling mischievously.Unbeknownst to Marcus, the man in his mid-fifties, who was also in the cafe, had overheard his conversation with the other man earlier. Realizing he needed to act swiftly or risk his plan falling apart, he quickly made a call. "I have found the pers
Marcus got dressed, tucked his gun into the back of his pocket, and stepped out. "Best of luck," Kathrine said, and he smiled, thanking her as he caressed her chin. With his hands in his pockets, he began to walk away into the cold night. He got into his car, drove off, and parked at the old town junction. Then, he headed into the old town.When Marcus arrived, he didn't see the man he was expecting. He scanned the area, whistling softly, and then Grey emerged from the shadows. Marcus heard footsteps behind him and turned to see Grey approaching. "Who are you?" Marcus asked, his eyebrow raised in confusion, knowing this wasn't the man he was supposed to meet. Grey pulled out a cigarette, took a drag, and stood in front of Marcus, blowing smoke in his face. Marcus waved the smoke away with his hand, his frown deepening."Two can play this game," Marcus said, crossing his arms. The man let out a loud laughter, and Marcus stared at him as if he was a madman. The man stopped laughing a
He stood my ground, fists clenched, as more men approached me. I growled, ready to take them down. The first man swung at him, but he dodged and punched him in the jaw. He crumpled to the ground.Another man charged, but Marcus kicked him in the stomach. He doubled over, gasping for air. I quickly dispatched two more men with swift punches to their faces.A fifth man tried to grab him from behind, but he flipped him over his shoulder. He landed with a thud. Marcus turned around, ready for the next attacker.The men kept coming, but Marcus was a force to be reckoned with. He punched, kicked, and dodged his way through the crowd, taking down each opponent with ease.Finally, the last man fell to the ground, defeated. He stood victorious, my chest heaving with exertion. Marcus's eyes scanned the area, but he couldn't find anyone. He ran out of the basement, opening doors to each room, searching for Grey. He then climbed the stairs, and just as he was about to open one of the doors,
"Life support?" Emma repeated, shaking her head in disbelief. "My brother's condition isn't that bad, is it?" she asked, tears welling up in her eyes.The Doctor's face fell, and he hesitated before speaking. "I wish I could change what happened, but I can't. Unfortunately, that's what we have to do before we can get the vaccine," he said gently.Emma's face crumpled, and she shook her head vehemently. "There has to be something, Doctor! Anything, please!" she begged, her voice cracking with desperation.But her father spoke up from behind her, his voice firm. "Fine, I'll sign the papers," he said, his words like a death sentence.Emma's legs gave out, and she knelt on the floor, her hands clasped over her mouth as she let out a loud, anguished scream. Tears streamed down her face, and her body shook with sobs.The Doctor's expression was somber, and he nodded sympathetically. "I'm so sorry, Emma. We'll do everything we can to save your brother," he said, his voice soft.But Emma was
Grey shot Marcus in the leg, and Marcus immediately took off running. Grey chased after him, but Marcus was too fast. He reached the car and jumped in, starting the engine just as Marcus was closing in.Grey shot at the him again, but Marcus dodged the bullet, this time falling to the ground. He rolled and landed at the base of a tree, hitting his back hard. He let out a growl and struggled to sit up, clutching his left leg in agony.With a grimace, Marcus pulled out the bullet from his leg, his eyes closed tight in pain. He let out a groan and panted heavily, his back against the tree for support.As he caught his breath, Marcus's mind raced with worries. Marcus looked around frantically, trying to find a way to escape. But it was night, and the darkness made it hard to see any potential help. Just as he was scanning his surroundings, he heard footsteps approaching. He held his breath, his heart racing with anticipation."Marcus, show yourself if you aren't a coward!" Grey taunted,
Emma rushed to the Doctor, her voice quivering with urgency. "Take this, save my brother!” she begged, her hands shaking. The Doctor nodded and quickly took action. "I hope we're not too late," he said, his face grim with concern. Emma didn't answer, her eyes fixed on her brother's limp form as he was rushed to the theater. She stood there, her hands clasped together, praying fervently that her brother would survive. Marcus approached her and placed a reassuring hand on her back. "He'll be fine," he said softly. Emma turned to him, tears streaming down her face, and hugged him tightly, sobbing into his chest. "I hope so, I'm so scared," she whispered. Marcus chuckled and patted her back. "Don't be scared, everything will be fine," he said, his voice calm and soothing. Emma nodded, still sniffling, and stayed in his arms for a moment. But then they heard a loud scream and Emma freed herself from Marcus's embrace. She followed Sandra's gaze and gasped in shock. "Marcus, you