Lee was on a roll and all Vukan got from each passing day living behind closed door with her was that the lady just wasn't ready to allow him any peace of mind. The first time was something he still lived with and recalled, while the second occurrence had haunted him all day, but it was worse now. Lee had masterminded the act over and over and again over the entire week.
She would collapse before him while he was having breakfast, stage her suicide in his bathroom, place herself in compromising situations with makeup to make it look like she was dead, all to get a reaction from him.
The harrowing sight threatened to leave Vukan nuts and he struggled to contain everything in his head.
"You just have to love me", she had said with a loud cackle as he stormed off from the living room on that morning.