The Devil's Good Girl

[From: Marcus

Thanks for today. Already got home an hour ago. I will send you the study materials you need tomorrow.]

Fil held her phone, reading the message while drying her hair with a small towel. Standing in her robe, she tossed the small towel over her shoulder as she held her phone.

[To: Marcus

Thank you very much. I really appreciate it.]

[From: Marcus

You’re welcome.]

Her eyelids drooped as her eyes swirled with discontent. It was ridiculously amazing how Marcus acted so differently now. Even though he had been polite and kind to her in the past, he was more forthcoming now. But what truly amazed her was how he could act like this after sending an innocent man to the hospital after beating him up so terribly.

"I guess it’s in their nature to carry multiple faces at the same time," she whispered. "So, they have multiple options on which one to wear to cover the ugliness hidden behind their masks."

[From: Marcus

Goodnight, Fil.]