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Lucy watched as William's hand fed Vivian meatballs. She wasn’t jealous or anything but, for some reason, it made her uncomfortable, so it seemed important that she keep an eye on them. Not every woman would feel comfortable with their husband hand feeding another woman, but Lucy trusted William. Furthermore, he hadn’t offered to help her. Rather, Elizabeth had put him in a position where he had to help. As he fed her though, she saw something in his eyes change as he fed her. At first, he looked a little annoyed but, as soon as he started to feed her, he began to look at Vivian with a suspicious eye. After dinner, Lucy retired to their bedroom. Her woman’s intuition told her that William would be up shortly and he would want to talk to her. When he didn’t follow straight away, she check