Your best friend, Emily, had been dating her boyfriend, Tyler, for a few months now. What she didn’t know was that you were having an affair with him behind her back. The two of you often met in the evenings after he got off work—kissing, touching, giving in to temptation.

That evening was no different. You heard a knock at the door. He was there, again.

“I’m here”

He said, his voice low, eyes already searching yours.