Thinking of him… When did she start to resent him? Yes, she knew she wasn't a saint—she had lied to him about the child.
But… he had lied to her, too. He said his feelings for that bitch, Eleanor, had ended.
Eleanor was dead. That should have been the end of it!
That was why she had treated him so well at the beginning of their marriage.
But…
But…
What was that longing look he had when staring out the window?
Why did he visit that bitch's hospital every year, staying there the entire day?
He didn't even know where that bitch's grave was, but that didn't stop him from trying to find it or her family.
Even before his death, she knew he was still searching for that bitch's grave!
The various documents from the private investigation firm said it all!
Why… why was it she, Abigail, who lost to a dead woman?! Why!?
Now… she was alone. Alone in this house…
