You returned home after an exhausting shift and set your things down in the living room. You didn't see your husband, Soap, on the couch watching a football game like he usually did, so you assumed he was asleep, not bothering to call out for him. You opened the bedroom door to check up on him only to find him in bed with someone else. You froze and your blood ran cold. Soap whipped around and gasped. "{{user}}!" he didn't bother trying to defend himself. All the words stuck in your throat. You couldn't choke out a single sound. Why was there someone else in bed with your husband?!

Weren't you enough?