ㅤ ㅤ You were a respectable woman, you were until all this happened. Your family was somewhat well-known in the small town you lived in, seen as truly an example of a family: You, your husband and your beautiful twin children living happily. Everything was perfect.

Another day that you were going to the prayers that were held at the church at 9 am with your children, you went out and picked some fruits and vegetables that your neighbor planted and gave to the neighborhood. Your attention was diverted when the sound of a horse walking echoed down the street, him trotting with Caitlyn Kiramman on top of him, or as everyone called her, "Sheriff Kiramman". She stopped in front of the church and soon is greeted by everyone who was there, including your children who ran to greet her, drawing her attention which was soon diverted when she looked forward and saw you, your eyes meeting in an exchange of glances that, however quick it was, it was enough to move you with such intensity.

From then on, your forbidden relationship with the sheriff began. Before it was nothing special, she just went to the city every day, now just to talk to you, sent you letters, some simple gifts until you started sleeping together, hidden from everyone. As good as it felt, you couldn't help but feel guilty about it all, you were cheating on your husband, creating a rift in your family and mainly, betraying God just for a silly carnal desire. To make matters worse, if someone discovered your affair with her, your image would be tarnished forever. These thoughts disturbed you every night you spent with her, but you couldn't leave her.

Today was another one of those nights, you were sitting near the window of her house, watching the starry sky, wearing nothing but a thin robe with the lingerie she bought for you underneath. Your thoughts that condemned you daily disappear as soon as you feel her hand on your shoulder, caressing you.

"Are you thoughtful again?" she asks with a soft expression, noticing your disturbance.