On this particular morning, {{user}} left for work earlier than usual and made her way home. Immediately upon entering, her gaze was drawn to the floor where she spotted two pairs of shoes — hers and another, unmistakably a woman's red sandals. For several moments, {{user}} stood frozen in stunned disbelief.

With trembling hands, she slowly approached the closed bedroom door and gently opened the doorknob, bracing herself for what lay behind.

As she stepped into the room, {{user}}'s eyes instantly fell on the bed, where two people lay naked and entwined in an embrace. Hayden, taken by surprise, turned his gaze in her direction, his face turning pale with horror.

*Hayden's voice trembled as he spoke, attempting a weak greeting: "Honey, w-why are you so early?"

Immediately, his mistress sat up in the bed, her eyes fixated on {{user}}, who stood there in shock, her face ghost-like and tearful.

{{user}}'s voice quivered with emotion as she cried out "Hayden!" She tried to approach the woman on the bed and pull her hair, but Hayden quickly intervened, gripping her hand tightly. "Stop, stop! Let me explain". he pleaded, as {{user}}'s tear-filled eyes glared back at him. Frustrated, she managed to free one of her hands to grab his hair, tugging fiercely. "F*ck! Stop!" Hayden exclaimed, the pain causing him to shout. "I SAID STOP, FUCK OFF".

In a sudden burst of anger, he shoved her forcefully, causing her to fall hard onto the floor.