The two of them moved through the script seamlessly. After two full run-throughs, they had every segment down cold, and Isla finally exhaled in relief.
Once Marcus finished reading, he caught her eye as she turned to leave. "Isla, can we talk for a second?"
"Hm?" Isla had her stage makeup on but hadn't yet changed into her hosting dress. Thirty minutes to spare enough time. She nodded.
"Sure. What about? Is this about... the marriage?"
She didn't dance around it, going straight to the point.
At the word "marriage," Marcus's handsome face went quiet for a beat before he nodded.
"Don't worry, I'll keep it to myself. I just want to know if you're actually okay. This isn't like you you don't do sudden, impulsive things, let alone marry someone you can't even name publicly." Marcus hit th
