As the days passed after Claire's confrontation with Joshua, the tension in their home was obvious. Joshua tried to reassure her with kind words and small gestures, but the seeds of doubt that had been set were growing faster than he could counteract.
Claire found herself questioning everything every late-night text Joshua got, every casual remark he made about his day at work. The anonymous texts had done their job well, leaving her in a state of constant anxiety.
One afternoon, as Claire sat in the living room staring blankly at her phone, debating whether to call Adriana for more help, the doorbell rang. Startled, she stood up and walked to the door.
When she opened it, she found Mia standing there, a smug smile on her face.
"Mia?" Claire said, her voice revealing her surprise. "What are you doing here?"
