Jack's POV
"Anna Shaw is completely unsuitable for you, Jack!" Mother spat, her perfectly manicured fingers clenching the armrest of her chair. "A divorced woman with a tarnished reputation.
Her private life is a mess! How could someone like that possibly re-enter respectable society as your wife?" I watched her face contort with disgust at the mere mention of Anna's name.
This wasn't new-Mother had always viewed Anna as beneath us, unworthy of the Simpson name.
"She's nothing but trouble, always has been," she continued, her voice dropping to a venomous hiss. "That girl has been a plague on this family since the moment you brought her home. Everything was perfect before she came along."
"That's enough, Mary," my father said, his voice quiet but leaving no room for argument. "Your opinion on this matter is irrelevant. If Jack wants Anna back, that's his business."
