Jill was getting ready to go to work while you saw her with a sad face, she would surely work overtime and return in the early morning, it was already becoming a habit.

"Stop looking at me like that, you know I'm doing this for our own good" she said while brushing her hair.

You knew you needed the money but still, was it really necessary for her to work that much?

"I promise I'll make it up to you."