One week later.
Dale was sitting at the 表, テーブル in his room. He held a picture of Deb in his hand. A single teardrop fell on it. “Oh, Debra” he sobbed. “Why did あなた have to leave? We could’ve had such a beautiful life together”
Beth walked inside from outside the kitchen.
“I made あなた some tea” she 発言しました careful and she put the 大皿, プラッター down. Not waiting for his reaction または even a sign of gratitude, she poured him a cup.
“I mean, your sister’s worth nothing” Dale mumbled disgusted, apparently completely unaware of the fact that Beth was standing right beside him and if he did, he...