Marcus' downfall

Marcus POV

In the dim twilight of my once-beloved home, I found myself engulfed in a whirlwind of emotions. My heart weighed heavy with a mixture of sorrow and determination. With trembling hands, I carefully packed my belongings, each item serving as a silent reminder of the shattered dreams scattered across the floor.

Betty, our faithful maid, approached me cautiously, her eyes filled with concern.

"Sir Marcus, where are you headed?"

I swallowed hard, the taste of betrayal lingering on my tongue. "I am leaving for Sofia."

Her jaw dropped in shock. "Sofia? But... why?"

Taking a deep breath, I prepared myself for the inevitable confrontation.

"I am going to be a father to her child."

A mixture of pity and understanding softened Betty's gaze. "I know things have been difficult between you and Madam Samantha, but surely there must be another solution..."

"No, Betty," I interrupted, my voice weary beyond my years. "I cannot bear to witness her with Elijah in this house any longer. It is