Then she firmly declared with a rough voice, "I'm not your wife!"

"Abby!" He stepped in front, trying to stop her from leaving.

Unfortunately, her one brief death glare pierced his heart, stopping him from approaching her.

Without knowing what to do, he just watched her leave the room. He clenched his fist, outraged, and thrashed the wall out of anger, muttering, "That pitch crossed her line this time!" He breathed heavily, glaring into thin air randomly.

At midnight, Steven found himself struggling to get to sleep without Abby beside him. So he came downstairs and noticed Abby was napping on the sofa, curling herself as if she was too...