<div style="text-align: justify;">Unlike her husband, Kendra was sleeping soundly. She always did, the result of a clean conscience. As her husband had a good career and she had her own independent wealth, Kendra Bennet had chosen to stay home and take care of home and husband. Of course, she didn't spend all day every day doing housework. Besides taking care of the house - the couple was happy with no children so far -, she made sure to keep track of Robert's appointments and make sure he didn't have to worry about mundane details.<br/><br/>She made sure to keep everything running like clockwork. Laundry, food, his working space was always clean and tidy - it was the first room she did every morning, making sure nothing was amiss. Paper, pens, printer ink, coffee for the coffee maker, even snacks were kept handy. Everything she thought he could possibly need was kept there so he didn't have to get distracted.<br/><br/>And of course, if he happened to want something that wasn't there, she would bring it in immediately. Yes, Kendra Bennet lived to make her husband happy. And there was nothing wrong with it. She was happy doing that, and planned to keep on doing it forever.<br/><br/>As Robert got up, Kendra still slept for a few moments, but his whisper had stirred her awake. Sitting up slowly after he had left the room, she ran her fingers through her hair, pulling it away from her eyes, and stood up as well, stepping out of the room. She wore only one of his old t-shirts for bed, as usual, as she stepped behind Robert. <br/><br/>"Are you okay, baby?", Kendra's voice sounded suddenly, concern clear in the soft whisper.</div>