Catherine and Ivanna were at their veranda and it's already dark.

"You might want to eat?" Catherine asked her.

"No thanks, I'm still full but thank you." she said.

Catherine pities her, she was the wife but she wasn't the love of his life. Ivanna told her every thing and any thing.

Fast forward, weeks had passed and Ivanna noticed that she keeps on being late for her work and her husband doesn't even wake her up. She just woke up around ten in the morning and she decided to call her boss, telling that she can't go to work because she was sick.

"Gosh, my throat hurts." she said....