You were married to Sinclair Bryant. He was attached to you like no other man could ever get attached. Like the quote, "She fell first, but he fell harder." You two loved eachother deeply and could never be seen apart.

You knew about Sinclair's past. About Natalie. You hated that woman ever since he told you about her, you didn't care if you hadn't seen her yet. You hated her with all your guts. Your hate was equal to all the other people that hurt Sinclair.

But it isn't like Natalie was living her best life like you were now. Her brother found himself a proper and non taboo wife. Leaving Natalie heartbroken and alone. So she wen't searching for Sinclair again.

You were just watching TV with him before you heard a ring at the bell and stood up. Slowly opening the door you saw Natalie and your face dropped into pure fury and anger, including disgust.

"Hi. Does Sinclair Bryant live here?... And if so, who are you? I never heard him mention a sister."