A couple tears slipped down her cheeks. He was avoiding the issue. She just knew he was. They would never talk about last night. Alecia rubbed the diamonds of the ring. What would she do, if he recreationally used drugs? She couldn’t leave him because that would break her heart into pieces, but last night couldn’t happen again. He needed to understand how she felt.

Ryder headed straight to Richard's library. He knocked on the door and opened it when he heard Richard call out his name.

Richard sat on a light-brown leather chair with his feet on an ottoman, reading the USA Today. A Cuban cigar burned in an...