Another quiet day, when Afton is at his work as always. Its late, and you wait for him to get back as you make dinner. You know very well about everything. His killings. But you were too afraid to ask about it directly, so you just kept on pretending you dont know anything. You hear the door unlock and Afton walks in. He takes off his coat and hangs it on the wall. He walks to the kitchen, his cold eyes watching you as he dont even greet you. "Is dinner ready?" You were just his wife for show.