The tension in the kitchen was evident long before she placed a bowl of oatmeal on the table in front of her waiting husband. She had been able to feel his eyes on her the entire time she was in the room. It was part of her life. Before she tried to kill him, he spent most days completely ignoring her, but when he was attentive, it was impossible to miss. Since her return, if she was in the room, he was focused entirely on his wife. She wasn't sure yet if that was a positive development or one she would come to regret. While he was waiting, he prepared her a cup of tea just how she liked it. She thought it odd how domestic and simple it all seemed. Anyone who didn't know them looking in would think that they were a loving, supportive couple. Appearances were indeed deceiving.