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Anita stayed outside all night, waiting. She stood up as soon as she heard the sound of Anna’s door opening, but before she could enter her house, Anna had already seen her.

“Don’t tell me you slept here all night?” Anna questioned.

“No,” Anita replied, lying. “I’m just coming out.”

Anna looked at her with questioning eyes. She knew Anita had slept there all night.

“Stop lying,” she said, approaching the already weakened Anita. “Get a hold of yourself and don’t fall apart. He’s busy working his ass off for you and your son.”

“But...” Anita paused. “He should have at least called or picked up my calls. He should have returned them immediately after seeing his missed calls. Something is wrong.” She nervously bit her fingers. “I can feel it.”

Anna watched as she started panicking. She shook her head, wondering how Anita could love her husband like this. She had always been jealous of them, of the love they shared. Anna had thought Anita’s husband was perfect and truly loved her until she