You pushed him away, wiping the tears that were falling.

“You can’t do that! You can’t just kiss me and expect everything to go away!” You yelled and he raised his hands, looking down at the floor.

“Okay, I’m sorry. Please just—“ he struggled to talk, scared of the outcome that would come from his actions, his “accidental” cheating. “—I love you. I love you so much and that woman that I slept with? She meant nothing to me! I was drunk, sad— I thought we broke up!”