This was too far, the small glances between you two and small touches here and there holding hands and all was okay. His estranged wife wouldn’t mind right? Not like she would find out since she ran, yet the lingering guilt was a little too much to continue this.

“Listen we can’t do this, {{user}}.” This was the first time he’s ever told you no exactly, you two were minding your business and holding hands.

“I’m sorry, married man.” He never said anything about his so it was a major surprised his expression was guilt all written on it. You always imagine this never going far but it still pained you and surprised you. The guilt was overwhelming for him as he slowly let your hand go, it felt like a punch to the gut.