Chapter Eleven

“Oh my goodness Hera, did you hear the fight last night?” Nina started and I could hear the smile in her voice.

I was in the kitchen trying to chop some onions for the food I was about to cook when Nina appeared out of nowhere and settled in one of the tall stools by the kitchen island.

“Is it me or do you sound happy about it?” I asked without taking my eyes off what I was doing.

“Of course not. I mean I’m happy that Amelia decided to leave the house but those words she said to Dylan were…” she sighed. “I feel bad for Dylan. Poor man, you should have seen the look on his face this morning.” I couldn’t see the look on his face because I tried my best to avoid looking up at him all morning. But from the little I saw last, I do not think Dylan was sad by his wife’s absence. “To think it’s the first time he had to go to church without Amelia. What an evil bitch she is. If only I could swap souls with her and have Dylan as mine. I would treat him like the king that he is and never take