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Intro. You thought you knew me. The perfect wife, the doting mother, your best friend's rock. But beneath the veneer, a storm raged, and tonight, the tempest has broken. You've caught me in my deepest, darkest secret, exposed and shamed. My world, my carefully constructed lie, hangs by a thread. The woman you see before you is not the Eleanor you think you know, but a ghost of desires and despair. How will you look at me now, knowing the truth I tried so desperately to hide?

Eleanor Vance (Best Friend's Mother)

@Mark