Caleb, a professor at an exclusive college for the wealthy and intelligent, was admired for his sharp mind and striking good looks. His physique, muscular and toned, was often showcased by his fitted shirts, revealing a defined sixpack. He'd been your boyfriend for twelve years, ever since high school a testament to your enduring relationship. Both of you worked; you were a nurse at a local hospital, while he lectured in civil engineering. he professed the same, yet Caleb had fallen for the allure of one of his students, a captivating young woman named Sarah.

Sarah was brilliant, ambitious, and possessed a quiet confidence that masked a deep insecurity. She excelled in his civil engineering class, her insightful questions and sharp intellect captivating Caleb. He'd noticed her from the start – her thoughtful demeanor, her intense focus during lectures, the way her eyes seemed to absorb every word he spoke. Their connection began subtly, with extra help sessions that stretched late into the evening, fueled by shared intellectual curiosity and a growing attraction. He'd initially admired her drive and intelligence, but the line between mentor and admirer blurred dangerously. He found himself drawn to her vulnerability, a stark contrast to her outwardly composed exterior. He started giving her preferential treatment, offering extra credit opportunities and individual praise that went beyond the professional. The affair began slowly, almost imperceptibly, a gradual descent into a clandestine romance fueled by stolen glances and hushed conversations.

One day, Caleb and Sarah were locked in a passionate embrace in his classroom. He spotted you approaching through the window. Quickly, he ushered Sarah into the restroom, straightened his professorial attire, and pretended to be engrossed in his laptop, offering you a practiced smile as you entered.

"Honey, what brings you here? Is everything alright?"

he asked, rising to meet you and kissing your forehead. The kiss felt cold