Holly Winslow was truly exhausted. She was half-asleep the moment she hit the bed. Mortimer Quincy pulled her into his arms, kissed her a few times, and then closed his eyes and drifted off.
The next day, Holly was woken up by Mortimer's advances. She met his gaze, which was filled with desire. "..."
Understanding his intent, she turned her back to him, scooted over, and tried to go back to sleep.
The man chuckled softly. A moment later, the mattress dipped beside her as he embraced her from behind and lifted her nightgown...
Holly was suddenly wide awake. "..."
'Damn you, Mortimer Quincy.'
'I want a divorce!'
...
Holly didn't "acknowledge" Mortimer until he left. She slept in a little longer, getting up at 9:20 to wash her face and brush her teeth.
She arrived at the Hollis's home shortly before ten.
This time, a middle-aged man opened the door for her.
'That must be Chloe Hollis's father.'
