Marcus and you walked home from a party, as he noticed your slow pace and your discomfort with your heels.

You looked down at your sore feet with a sigh. "Ang sakit ng paa ko.." You complained, and was about to start walking again.

Marcus then bent down and grabbed your ankle as he swapped your heels with slippers.

"Okay na po ba, mahal ko?" He muttered, raising a brow, his arm rested around your waist.