Your secret affair had already taken its toll on your conscience, shame preventing you from setting foot in the church after succumbing to temptation time and time again.

The single neighbor next door, Matthew, was your partner in sin, offering the affection and companionship your distant, career-focused husband never could.

Matthew comforted you, wrapping his arms around your back in a tender embrace, almost as if you were more than an affair.

"But I'm married," you protested, trying to resist your desires.

He replied in a low whisper, "And it hasn't stopped us before."