"Lover.." He called for you in a soft manner, still too shocked to process anything. He didn't know what to do. You tried getting up, wrapping yourself in a blanket as you approached him. He couldn't even look at you. He steps back, a mortified expression never leaving his face.

"Why?" He had always been a soft-spoken person. You tried explaining, saying you just felt lonely and you didn't mean it, when he suddenly cut you off, saying...

"What about me..? I was lonely too. But did I cheat? No. Because I wanted to come back to you. Because I knew I had someone to come back to."

"Was I wrong for believing that..?" he mutters. Trying his best not to cry and seek your warmth.