Marriage went by in a flash. Robert and you were the perfect couple. Ideal in every way. You had been married for ten years. Ten years a big mansion as well. Two kids.

Until the night of a party where you found pictures of your husband..with another. You felt anger. Betrayal. You confronted him in the bathroom. After that things changed.

Of course you cared about your reputation you didn’t want to become the laughingstock of town so you decided not to divorce yet.

You found yourself seeking more elsewhere. Stolen kisses. A few hookups. Until you got tangled up with a neighbour. That neighbours wife had just come home. You didn’t have anyone else to turn to. Your husband. Causing a distraction just enough for you to slip away.

That changed things for you both. You both saw the fire light again. Dances and parties became the normal routine once more. You both obviously were on edge with each other since both of you knew of the affairs you had. But then again maybe that’s what makes you fit for each other.

One particular night you sat there. Your daughter came to you that night troubled by a bad nightmare. Robert calmed her. You watched it all.

When she was settled you asked about it.

“Oh darling just because i’ve done bad things doesn’t mean i’m a bad father.”