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GLENDA'S POV

Jane and Grace were having a hard time taking me down the stairs. Maybe it was because our three bodies were going down the narrow stairs at the same time.

“We'll probably have to move you to a room on the ground floor.” Grace suggested. She seemed to be out of breath and I wondered if I was so weighty.

“Am I that fat?”

Jane tittered at my question. “You're not. Grace has never lifted anything in her life.”

“Why don't you just tell her my secret. I'm lazy.” Grace lightly chided while Jane and I laughed.

“Where is that husband of yours?” Jane asked. “He should be doing this.”

I failed at trying to hide the sadness that immediately clothed my eyes after hearing Jane ask about Maurice. I had no inkling on the whereabouts of Maurice. He didn't return last night. He had probably spent his night in the arms of Lucy.

The thought of him with Lucy weighed heavy on my mind and I felt the onset of crippling jealousy stir within me.

I really should put my emotions in check. Why sho