FELICIA's P O V
I went to a cabin at the back of Marcus’ private jet. When I took off my jacket, undid the clasp on my bra, and tossed it on the bed, I felt a sense of relief that I had been holding in for so long. After kicking off my shoes, I climbed up onto the bed and made myself comfortable. Marcus was currently outside having a conversation with the pilot and the other members of the crew aboard the aircraft.
I was completely lost as to what they were discussing, so I politely inquired if I could rest for a moment, and Marcus nodded as he pointed this cabin.
I rolled onto my left side, and as I did so, I noticed that my breathing had become more even. I don’t know why I felt so exhausted that I just collapsed onto the mattress, closed my eyes, and let out a heavy sigh.