Yet, turning their gaze, they spotted Marcus. Tucked away in a quiet corner, Marcus sat, partially turned away, with a petite girl beside him. His profile was very gentle, and he leaned in to kiss her.

The kiss was tender, perfectly paced, as if time stood still.

The girl seemed hesitant at first. He turned her face towards him, whispered something, and kissed her again.

On a closer look, they confirmed it was indeed Melissa.

Really, it didn't matter who she was. What struck them was seeing Marcus in a light they never imagined. They had no clue how he acted in love or showed tenderness to a woman.