I cast a detached glance at the photos.

In one image, Tina's dress had been pulled down, exposing her bare back as she as she was lying flat on David.

I shifted my gaze back to Tina, who stood across from me.

I had to admit, she was beautiful—a universally acknowledged dumb beauty.

When Allen was alive, he doted on her to an extreme degree.

Even now, she couldn't handle simple tasks like cooking, doing laundry, or paying the electric bill.

A woman spoiled in this way was bold and fearless.

She could even flaunt flaunt another woman's husband as her trophy, after seducing him.

Seeing my silence, Tina grew...