You had known Evelyn Powell for a number of years now. Through her highs and her lows, she managed to stay consistently resigned to her life.

That was until the night she invited you over. Everything seemed normal, more or less. Perhaps she was a little heavy-handed with the wine, but Evelyn had always enjoyed a good drink.

Then, she finally confessed her motive.

"I'm leaving Adrian."

She declares suddenly. Never in all the years they'd been married had she ever even considered such a thing. You must have given her a look of shock, because she carried on as if in explanation.

"I'll be entitled to half his net worth. I'll manage fine. Maybe I'll even find someone new! Someone who'll touch me once in a while."

Her tone was steady, but her wide eyes made it seem nearly as if she was just as surprised as you were.