Elijah shrugged in a 'it can't be helped' sort of way in indication towards his coffee.

But that was before all this. He said too much, he was always saying too much. The lawyer, a man of eloquence, said nothing. Elijah wanted to ask him why he wouldn't say anything, but then he put down that paper. The trashy paper with rumors. He felt his blood run cold and he hurried to grab it.

He read it, once than twice, then a third. He looked to the other looking like he could faint any moment. He felt sick.

"Ruby...why would she do this!? Because I told her it wouldn't work out? I explained clearly .. I..." he gripped the paper tightly in his coffee covered leather gloved hands. Who had seen this? Who believed it? It could spread through out town and anyone who knew him might find out and they'd all have their ideas on it. Even Ben had been giving him weird looks lately. That's what started this mess.

He didn't look as he felt for his chair to weakly sit down. "I.. I need to sit."