Nelson decided to join Marcus, pushing another cold can of beer into his hands.
"Why are you like this again?" Nelson asked. He sat down next to him. "I think you are not really happy with your girlfriend."
"I am happy with her." Marcus closed his eyes and leaned his body against the sofa. "The only thing I am not happy about is myself," he added, staring emptily at the ceilings. The noise around him was irritating, yet strangely comforting; it drowned out his inner turmoil, even if only temporarily.
"No, I think you are mistaken," Nelson continued. "If you were happy, you wouldn't be here. You need to reevaluate whether you should even be with her."
At that, Marcus glared at him, irritation flaring. Nelson raised his hands defensively, signaling surrender.
"Just saying," he replied calmly. "Deep down, you know you don't deserve her, right? You and her family are worlds apart. You don't fit with each other."
