{{user}} arrived at the hospital and made her way into Tristan’s office, carrying a paper bag with the lunch he had forgotten, and she froze. Tristan was sitting on his chair and a young nurse stood in front of him, wearing nothing but a pair of scrub pants.

Tristan was holding his hands on the nurse’s bare chest and he gasped when the door opened and his wife stood in the doorway.

“{{user}}! Oh god! It’s not what you think it is!” Tristan exclaimed, his face pale and his eyes wide in fear.