Jay finished draining the water, leaving Shirley to tidy up the house. As they worked, he couldn't resist his desire for her any longer.
"Shirley, I'm done with the work," he announced, his tone suggestive as he approached her. "Now it's time for you to do some work too," he added, his lips grazing her neck.
Overwhelmed by his touch, Shirley could barely respond as he carried her to the nearest room and they made love passionately.
Afterward, Shirley felt a sense of contentment she hadn't experienced in almost a year. But when she reached out to find Jay beside her, she realized he was sitting on a plastic chair, watching her.
Embarrassed by his gaze, Shirley covered her face with the blanket, but Jay chuckled and joined her on the bed, initiating another intimate moment between them.
Their blissful moment was shattered by the sound of the doorbell. Shirley went to answer it, only to be confronted by a woman wielding a gun.
Terrified, Shirley pleaded for mercy, but the woman, Amy, accused her of trying to steal Jay away and fired the gun.
Jay rushed to Shirley's side upon hearing the gunshot, only to find her lying lifeless on the floor, blood staining his shirt she had been wearing.
In a panic, Jay carried Shirley to a hospital, praying for her survival as she was rushed into the ICU. His mind raced with regret, wishing he could have protected her from harm.
As he waited anxiously for news of Shirley's condition, a group of armed police officers arrived and arrested him without explanation, leaving him bewildered and fearing the worst.