The Confession

"Wee ow wee ow,"

The sound of the siren was deafening for Marcus. With his ears still ringing from the explosion, his mind is in shambles. 

"click, click,"

Photographers are all over the area. They were too fast. It almost seems like they already knew what was going to happen.

"Is that the Princess's leg?"

Marcus clearly heard it from one reporter. His stomach turned as he saw blood and what looked like pieces of meat and metal. He could not look close to what was left on the car itself. His legs were too weak to stand and walk over there.

He was crying, no words escaped his mouth. His hands and entire body are shaking. 

"Click, click,"

"That's Marcus, the Princess's husband."

Consecutive camera shutters blinded Marcus. People around him were all over the place, he just sat there looking lost while media people were like predators feasting on him. On his vulnerability, on his weakest point.