<strong>Enzo's clinic</strong><br/><br/>Melody swallowed hard, she didn't like the tone in his voice, but her beautiful eyes looked into his. She was getting to the very heart of him, if there was still a heart in him. "My  time in town was not satisfactory," her tone was softer now, more hushed as to not anger him. She never looked away though, she knew that he held the answers she was looking for.<br/><br/>"Enzo, please tell me, why you have done this to me? Why am I here? Is this all a game to you, to tinker and toy with someone's body and soul for your sheer pleasure?" Melody stepped closer, not afraid, but intrigued, the violet eyes, the brooding manner, there had to be some inkling of humanity, soul, buried somewhere deep in him.<br/><br/>Something compelled her to reach out and touch his arm, she didn't know why. "I just want answers, I want to understand. Please don't make me out to be some crazy lush when you know damn well that isn't who I am." She stood close, maybe it was too close for him, but there was something, and there was no explanation as to why she felt this way about the man that had manipulated her body this way, still Melody felt she could get through to him somehow, someway.