~JOEY

I never slept with Morgana.

When my wife went missing, the woman had slipped herself into my life so effortlessly that I didn't even notice over the worry of looking for my wife.

She came over to comfort me when I was falling apart, she cooked and cleaned the house. And she was always there.

I didn't pay any heed to her at first. I ignored her, my heart too full of grief at the loss of my wife.

But when reality called me, when I had to shed the cloak of grief and resume living, I ...