chapter 61

Mark and Barbie arrived at his house, the warm glow of the front lights casting a welcoming hue over the entrance. Mark unlocked the door and held it open for Barbie, his smile steady and reassuring.

As they stepped inside, the familiar scent of Mark's home—a mix of cedarwood and fresh linen—greeted them. Barbie looked around, taking in the cozy atmosphere of the living room, with its plush couches and softly lit lamps.

Mark led her to the living room and gestured for her to sit on the couch. "Make yourself comfortable. Can I get you something to drink?"

Barbie settled into the cushions, feeling a bit of the day's tension melt away. "A glass of water would be great, thanks."

Mark nodded and went to the kitchen, returning shortly with a glass of water for Barbie and a beer for himself. He sat down beside her, his gaze attentive as he handed her the glass. "So, talk to me. What's been on your mind lately?"