Naomi says to me as she watches Theo and Marcus walk down the hall, laughing and joking together before they disappear into a room I’m yet to see. “If nothing good comes of all this, I’m glad it at least brought them together. I think Marcus has been very lonely doing this fame thing on his own,” I explain, taking a sip of coffee. The caffeine is certainly helping to wake up my sleep-deprived brain. She tilts her head a little as if she’s studying me. “You don’t think you and Marcus getting together is a good thing?” she asks. “He seems like a new man, and I can’t help but think it’s your influence that’s changed him. He’s more… grounded… happy.” I cross my legs, pulling at the hem of my dress so it’s covering my knee. “If we were regular people, I’d be saying an emphatic yes. But after what happened last night…” I pause, staring at my coffee cup in my hands as I shake my head.
