“Could you deny your feelings for Ryan during our time together?" he accused.

Melissa's anger surged, and she moved to slap him.

Marcus caught her wrist, pulling her closer despite their proximity, and enveloped her in his embrace.

The rain's chill was no match for the warmth radiating from him.

Marcus' kiss overwhelmed Melissa, rendering her powerless.

His assertiveness was more pronounced than before, drawing her tightly against him with a firm grip on her waist.

Such interactions, complex and intense, were not uncommon among adults.

Suddenly, Melissa sensed a change in Marcus.

“Stop, Marcus!"

Struggling, she pushed against him. Her protest was drowned out by the rain, which embarrassed and pained her.

Yet, this discomfort was minor compared to past hurts.

“We ended things long ago, Marcus!"

“I'm aware," Marcus replied, stepping back. "Get in the car! I don't want you falling ill because of this. I'd only feel worse."

Without waiting for her consent, he guided her into the car.

Inside, Marcus removed his jacket, increased the AC's temperature, and handed Melissa a towel. "You should change out of your dress to avoid catching a cold.”

Melissa, however, dismissed his concern.

“If I get sick, it's your fault. You've got everything, even a new girlfriend. Why keep bothering me, Marcus?

Marcus was now gripping the steering wheel tightly.

That was when Melissa noticed the watch on his wrist — the one she had taken.

He caught her looking.