Madelyn seemed distant all day. But for Zach, having her nearby was all that mattered. Unaware of Zach's approach, he suddenly lifted her and seated her on his lap. She did not resist and appeared calm.

"I just want to be alone right now," she said softly.

Zach took off his suit jacket, leaving him in a rolled-up black shirt that showed off his toned arms. They starkly contrasted with Madelyn's delicate hands, which looked so fragile as if they could easily break. He tenderly stroked her hand, leaning down to gently kiss its back. He could tell she was not feeling her best today. Despite the strong feelings stirring within him, he held back, respecting her mood.

"I got Kevin to pick up all the jewelry from tonight's auction. They'll be sent to you soon," Zach said.

Madelyn's voice wavered, "I can't accept them. It'd look like... like you're supporting me. I won't be with you again in that way, not after everything." She paused, searching for the right words. Sensing her uncertainty