Some days later...
Petra was going down the stairs when she noticed her mother-in-law sitting on the couch. They stared at each other as Petra descended the stairs and stopped in front of her, crossing her arms.
— Your clothes are getting worse by the day. — Rebekah said.
— Just like the color of your hair; did you know that the blonde is faded? You need to touch up the dye. — Petra replied, leaving her mother-in-law speechless.
— I'm a natural blonde. — the woman said, running her hands through her hair.
— Natural from a pharmacy. — said Petra.
— Son, look at how your wife is treating me. — said Rebekah.
Petra turned and looked back, where she saw Bryan approaching with a beautiful dog.
— Mom, I'm sure it was you who started picking on her. — Bryan said.
The dog approached Petra
