The room was very brightened and it immediately went dark when the doorknob turned and the door slowly opened.
Her husband walked into the room with her newly gotten conclusion, she decided not to stall anymore. She could stall until she could not attend their funeral and will stick to her like a burden for the rest of her life if she does not solve it well.
She frowned as she met his gaze and brightened the room once again as it was before she heard the knock on the door.
"You know something," she made a statement because she did not need his confirmation to know that he was hiding something from her.
He paused thinking of saying something she was confident had to be a lie. She approached him taking gentle and steady steps to him.
She reached forward and placing her hand on his neck, slide her hands down to the teasing bareness of his collarbone.