Honestly, Cornelia wasn't keen on staying at Marcus's place. Even though Marcus had told her many times to make herself at home, it was just not the same as being in her own crib, "My friends are waiting for me back home, Patricia."
Checking the time, Marcus said, "Just crash here for the night. Get some rest and come with me to discuss an important project tomorrow."
With that said, Cornelia had no choice but to stay.
After freshening up, she texted Jeremy from bed: [Jeremy, I've made it to Riverton.]
After sending the message, she waited for a reply. When none came, she felt a bit down. Most of the time, she was the one reaching out to Jeremy, who hardly ever initiated any conversations.
He knew she was coming back to Riverton today but didn't even bother to check if she had arrived safely.
Tossing and turning in bed, she felt tired but suddenly, very thirsty. She got out of bed and went downstairs to get a drink.
To her surprise, there was someone sitting quietly in the living room. The lights were off, but with the help of the stairway light, she recognized Marcus sitting in the dark. He sat there like a statue, his eyes empty behind his silver-framed glasses, as if he was soulless. It was heartbreaking.
She walked up to him and gently called, "President Hartley."
There was no response. She called again, but still no answer. It was as if he was lost in another world.
"Are you okay?" She asked, tapping him lightly on the shoulder. Like a startled beast, he grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her.
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