A deep wail filled the air, making him stop moving around the kitchen to rush into the other room. He knew the sound was familiar, having heard it several times before.
Once he was by the room, Marcus found his wife in the arms of her best friend, sobbing her heart out. He stopped in his tracks as he observed the interaction between his beloved wife and her dear friend, cautious not to interfere.
"I am sorry." He heard Jacky utter, in between her broken cries, as he stood on the corner, away from their sight.
He could see once again the struggle that his wife was going through. He could feel her pain even in the distance, but still, he was clueless about how to help her.
He tried everything possible, their friend's suggestions and the expert. But it seemed they kept going back to where they started. She was still in misery. Could things ever get better between them? He still hoped so.
