Adrian!
Maggie had no idea what time it was, just that the sky held the strange coloring that made it hard to tell if it was more morning or night. The balcony that lead out from their bedroom was one secluded by the trees in their backyard and the wards kept any high-climbing photographers out of the branches.

She had known about Geoff's gambling problem. She had known for a long time. And she had helped him in the past, but---the guilt of her decision to not just pay off his debtors, that...she had tried to get in contact with him before this all blew up in his face, she had---if she and Adrian had given them the money, maybe it would've been solved...or maybe they would've kept getting their doors pounded, maybe Geoff would've just kept getting further and further in trouble.

It didn't matter now. Maggie angrily brushed some tears away and she dug herself deeper into her chair. The quilt she'd dragged out onto the balcony was not keeping her warm, but she pulled it over her head, feeling embarrassed because she was crying. It all seemed so ridiculous.