She remembers the way she'd just shrug and pretend it didn't kill her to compete with a ghost when she was RIGHT FUCKING HERE RONALD, how she would smile and laugh with their friends while he drunkenly cried and slurred about "Lav-Lav" in a corner by himself. How she would cry after every argument at work(and there were several. Always in his office, where he'd never put up a silencing charm, where she was so worked up she'd forget to set one herself), and how the entire DMLE stared at them with pity, no matter where they were.