Codependent

Shadows cling to the dim-lit room as Clara (Dee Williams) and Beth (Katie Morgan) perch uneasily across a scarred table, the air thick with unspoken dread. Beth's voice cracks with frayed nerves: Spencer's late again, fingers crossed it ain't another endless drag like last prayer session—two goddamn hours. The door finally creaks open, and in struts Spencer (Dick Chibbles), his smug grin slicing the tension. The truth hits like a gut punch: he's wed to both, their shared husband, and now he's confessing to fucking another broad, itching to claim her as wife number three. CUT TO TITLE Days bleed into haze at Clara's shadowed lair, doorbell's sharp buzz shattering the quiet. Clara cracks the door, ushering Beth inside with a wary nod. 'Thanks for this,' Beth mutters, the awkward heat rising—they only tangle in Spencer's web, like those stifling prayer rites. But Clara's got no one else to spill to about their twisted cage. Beth echoes the ache, and Clara guides her deeper into the gloom. Soon, they sprawl on the couch, worlds apart, venom spilling about Spencer's cold neglect, his dickish games stoking their feud. Eyes lock in raw realization—he's the puppet master. They swear off the hate. Weeks grind by in fevered closeness, their tie twisting tighter, hungrier. One electric afternoon, they press thigh-to-thigh on Clara's worn cushions, whispers turning to heated breaths, fingers grazing skin in forbidden spark.