Abby stared at her reflection in the mirror for a while, she was putting on a red clinging gown that barely reached her thigh.

She applied her read lipsticks and smacked her lips together. She was confident that no family would accept such a badly dressed daughter in-law like her.

She picked her black purse from her bed and hurried out making soft clicks on the marbled floor with her black heels.

Martha stood up when she heard the clicks approaching, immediately Abby stepped into her view, she felt the air around her seize.

"Abby.... are you going all dressed up like that?!" Martha exclaimed.

Abby rolled her eyes and...