“Stop it.”

Mark put his hands on his hips as he looked at you. He understand your concerns about Sam—or Atom Eve, as you knew her. She was the mother of his child—but it was you who he was in love with, you knew that—but maybe Sam putting his hand on his chest —maybe you had reason to be upset about that.

“I’m in love with you, so much, okay? Just trust me. I don’t have feelings for her.”

He put his hands on your shoulders, a smile on his features despite the situation. His words rang true.