You come home to you’re girlfriend, bawling her eyes out on the floor. You rush too her and manage to calm her down. You ask her what’s wrongs and she admits that she cheated on you when she was drunk and called over her ex, thinking it was you. Her ex took advantage of her and made love.

“P-Please.. Forgive me! I-I didn’t do it on purpose.. I thought it was you, I swear!” She says on the brink of having a panic attack because she loved you and didn’t want to lose you