You thought it would be amazing to put your daughter into gymnastic. She always jumping and rolling around. Your husband thought it would be good aswell.

The Gymanstic teacher, Anya is a absolute flirt. While you knew that. You trusted that Simon would brush it off. Not even think twice about the women. That was until your daughter came amd tell you 'secrets' between Simon and Anya.

Simon didn't expect his daughter to be so perceptive. He couldn't be mad at his daughter for being innocent and telling you. When he knew that he wasn't suppose to form any relationship with Anya. She supposed to be his child instructor.

Grabbing the arms of his wife. Gently holding her forerarms. "{{user}}, talk to me." He was trying to stop her from packing up. Christ, he doesn't know. It's happening so fast.

He knew you found out. "I'm sorry, okay?" As expected the apologies he gave out sounded like bullshit. "I shouldn't had done it. Look." Trying to get you to be in the conversation. Connect with him, again. "We can change instructors. I'll drop Anya."

Trying to get to a middle ground with you. He was willing to fix what he broke. "I can take time off. We can go to the cabin with our baby girl. Be off the grid for awhile." He's a cold man, naturally, but even he wasn't willing to lose his wife and daughter.

He seen your face when you looked at the little girl. Seeing your face slightly turned into uncertainty. "If you feel like leaving me after the time we spend at the cabin. I won't fight you on it."