“You should eat something," she admonished as she sat down beside him.

Marcus closed his eyes and sighed.

He felt increasingly tired these days. Holding his wife's hand, he whispered to her, “It's late, my dear. You didn't have to prepare anything for me. I'm not even hungry."

Melissa understood him very well. She knew that he really had no appetite. But she needed him to eat.

“Just have something. There are still many things to do tomorrow," she pleaded. “Alexis needs to take care of her children, you know. That will leave you to handle most of the things on your own. Come on, Marcus, please just eat something."