Daphne My life took a drastic turn when my husband of three years told me he was leaving me. He’d been having an affair, and the woman had just given birth to his child. To say I was shocked would have been an understatement, but not for the usual reasons. What surprised me was the overwhelming feeling of relief I felt when he said he was leaving. I didn’t realize how stressed and unhappy I was until he was gone. Since he was the one who left, I assumed he would be the one to file for divorce. After six months went by and I still hadn’t received divorce papers, I initiated the proceedings myself. And that’s when my problems started. Dice When Phoenix told us that Irene’s real estate agent had been attacked while showing her house, I had to know that she was okay. On our way to repair the damages at Irene’s house, Ink and I stopped by the hospital to check on her. And it was a good thing we did. After a short conversation, we learned that Daphne had been dealing with what she described as a string of bad luck. To me, it sounded like someone was harassing her. We convinced her to stay at the clubhouse for a few days while she recuperated. Then we offered our protection, which she reluctantly accepted. At the time, it was a precaution. None of us knew how much she needed it.