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didn’t know what kind of person Serena was either. For all I knew, she could be the one lying. The whole thing baffled me.
    For his part, Marco seemed unfazed by her behavior. He merely cleared his throat and walked around me towards the entrance of his penthouse. I wanted to turn and look but found myself unable to do so. This was probably one of the most awkward situations I’d ever experienced.
    “For the last time, you need to go now, Serena,” Marco said.
    The tone of his voice carried firmness but not anger. No sooner had he said those words than Serena’s face began to wrinkle with ugliness. Almost on cue, tears started to flow, but she made no effort to walk towards Marco. Serena smeared away the sudden streaks of sadness from her face. After a few sniffles, she spoke.
    “Y-You’re going to wind up just like your father, Marco. Just like your father…”
    I swallowed hard at her words and swiveled my head to catch Marco’s reaction. His expression darkened. Based on the conversation we just had in the car, I expected more anger from him at any mention of Antonio Rhys. Marco lowered his eyes and glared at Serena.
    “I’ve been polite to you, but you’re an uninvited guest – and it's time for you to leave. Dani and I have a business matter to discuss.”
    Serena sniffled again and flung her hair away from her face. A defiant grimace came to her lips.
    “You know I’m right, Marco. Don’t you? The truth hurts, doesn’t it?”
    No sooner had she spoken those words than Marco started to walk at a rapid pace towards her. Serena backed away. Her expression changed from anger to fear. Marco nearly bumped into me on his way by. I stepped aside at the last instant, swiveled my head, and held my breath in my throat.
    Serena shrieked. “No Marco! Don’t hurt me!”
    Hurt her?
    Wordless, Marco snatched her by the upper arm and turned in the direction of the front door again. For each determined step he took, she did everything in her power to resist him, dragging her feet and trying to do anything she could to slow him down.
    A moment later, they reached the door and Serena cried out, “Please! Marco, I love you! Please don’t do this!”
    The two of them jostled and struggled in the doorway, until at last, Marco pushed her into the hallway and slammed the door in her face. I felt my pulse thump in my throat.
    My breath stuck in my chest.
    Marco stood there with his back to me for a moment. Finally, he lifted his head and turned in my direction. When he did his face held no emotion. Zero.
    What could’ve happened between them to cause her such pain and him such emptiness? I looked at him for another moment, and then, just beyond the doorway, my attention turned to the sounds of Serena’s sobs… growing fainter by the second.

    DANI
    Marco reached up towards his neck and began to undo his tuxedo tie while he walked towards me.
    “I’m sorry you had to see that, Dani,” he said, passing by without looking at me. “Serena is… she’s an emotional person.”
    I shook my head.
    “There’s no need to apologize, Marco. Really, I-I don’t want to be involved. I should just go. I’m more than happy to discuss the agreement at a later date and…”
    Marco pulled his tie away from his neck and tossed it aside with a casual flick. It landed, sliding across the slate-colored marble of the kitchen counter top and spinning to a stop.
    “No,” he said, interrupting me. “There’s no reason for you to go anywhere or for us to delay our discussion.”
    I took a deep inhale, holding it for a moment before speaking again. Awkward though the situation might’ve been, I’d come here to get the contract signed. If he was prepared to do it now, then who was I to argue? I wasn't certain why I’d had such a strong reaction to Serena’s breakdown, but it didn’t matter. Marco's personal problems were none of my business.
    “Okay,” I began, looking around the immediate vicinity. “Where would you like to