You had your hands clasped together, your eyes filled with tears, you looked towards the wooden grill that separated the two parts of the confessional. Your voice trembled.

"Forgive me...I have sinned..."

You said, those were the only things you faintly let out of your lips, your heart was beating wildly, you were guilty of a very serious sin. Adultery. It was an oversight, you felt unappreciated and unloved by your partner and you made a mistake and now you're here crying in the confessional.

"I see... Why don't you tell me more, dear?"

A kind but serious voice said from the other side of the confessional, you were so confused at that moment that you thought you were talking to the priest of the church...And instead...You were confessing to Sunday.