Morgan's PoV
We had fallen into an uncomfortable silence during the morning after I had finally managed to coax her out of the bedroom. I admit that it was a lot to dump on her all at once and I had no idea how she felt about the possibility of me markingher, but I didn't dare broach it just yet.
What I could see however was the disappointment on her face at the loss of some of the Christmas decorations thanks to the scuffle with Thomas. She had done a remarkable job of cleaning up in the living area and I had fixed the kitchen as much as I could, but it was almost as though the specter of that confrontation loomed large in the cabin.
"Melanie?" I asked cautiously as she lifted her gaze from the book that she had been reading, "The storm has calmed a little for now. So, I was thinking…do you want to come out with me and choose a tree?"
She blinked at me not understanding at first and then as the realization dawned on her, her face lit up with pure joy.