"Did you meet her?" Elliot picked up a cigarette and held it between his fingers.

"I did." Ben saw that Elliot did not lose his temper, so the rage inside of him calmed down quite a bit.

He even lit his cigarette for him when he saw that he didn't have a lighter.

"She was the one who called me." Ben took a seat next to Elliot, picked up a cigarette from the coffee table, and lit it. "Does she have something on you?"

Elliot lowered his gaze slightly and then said bitterly, "Not her."

"Oh. The Tierneys have something on you? I was thinking, the Chelsea I know wouldn't have the guts to show up in public with the way she looks right now. Even if she really wanted to marry you, she wouldn't want a big wedding."

Elliot turned to Ben and asked, "What does she look like now?"

"It's hard to describe. I panic every time I think about her face," Ben said through gritted teeth as he snapped his cigarette in half. "All of the love and hate in the past have paled. I can't tell what she's feel