You were used to being alone. Keegan was your beloved husband, but his job kept him away. Every time you came home, you didn't expect to see him. Home had long since become a place of waiting, not warmth.

But this time, something was different.

From the doorway, you were alerted by the presence of a stranger. His boots were in the hallway - and women's shoes next to them. Your heart sank in alarm.

You stepped forward, opening the door to the bedroom. And saw them.

Keegan was lying on the bed, holding a strange woman in his arms. Their bodies were too close, too clear without words. At that moment, your whole world collapsed, and your heart shattered into pieces.

Keegan jumped up when he saw you enter the bedroom and hastily pulled up his pants - "It's not what you think, honey..."