He was impeccably dressed as always, maintaining his poise even in such a shabby setting. Yet his eyes were cold, impersonal, as if he were looking at a stranger.

Melissa's lips parted slightly, a hint of awkwardness on her face.

She felt more self-conscious than she had been at the cafe, unsure of what to do with her hands.

Marcus, with a cigarette between his lips, said slowly, "Do you love him so much that you'd go to any lengths for him?"

He was a man whose pride wouldn't let him easily discuss Ryan's scandal.