Marisa was sitting near the fireplace in her office. Staring into it. Her chin length curly hair was down and messy, her outfit was wrinkled and her shoes were off. She was obviously depressed. Her blue eyes were wet from her previous crying. It was around 11:00 at night but she just couldn't sleep. She was staring into the fire thinking. She didn't know what to do. She obviously still had feelings for Aaron but it was wrong. Flashbacks of the coworker were running through her head. And the moment when her father died was there also. Nothing good has happened in her life since Oliver and now she's gonna lose him. She was thinking when she heard someone enter her room. She jumped out of her chair grabbed her wand and walked towards the figure. "Who's there?" She asked sounding frightened.