Victoria had been living with Joanne and Richard since the devastating loss of her son. Over time, her grief consumed her, and she became a mere shadow of her former self. Her sorrow slowly turned to anger and resentment, festering like an open wound. Richard grew tired of her presence in their home, but he felt obligated to tolerate her due to her recent tragedy.
Joanne, on the other hand, was struggling to understand her husband's sudden change in behavior. She sensed a distance between them, a growing chasm that she couldn't bridge. One day, she confronted Richard, her voice laced with concern and suspicion.
"Is there another woman? Who is she? What is so special about her?" she asked, her eyes searching for answers.
Richard found her question amusing and burst into laughter, but Joanne's expression remained stern.