Marion's existence

William felt a slight pain on the side of his neck shaft. He didn't know what was happening to him or what was there to be so painful. Moreover, his stomach was throbbing and felt like it was being squeezed.

His eyes then wandered to last night, the wonderful night he spent alone with Marion. The first time they went crazy and tried a different style of lovemaking that they had never done before. She remembers Marion digging her nails in there, right where it now stings a little.

"Do you want to mark me too, Marion?" he laughed, muttering to himself. He then took a small mirror from his desk drawer, looking at the wound on his body.

Her brow furrowed. The marks were exactly the same as the ones he had given Marion. Also on the inner wrist.

He then chuckled to himself.

Of course that would happen. Wouldn't he and Marion definitely feel the same no matter what? So... Was the pain in his solar plexus also because something happened to that girl?