vague night, cold and dark but a ray of moon company you while you wait for your husband to be home...

till she actually gets home, drunk with lipstick marks all over her and hickeys all over her neck, messy clothes, hair and a faint smell of someone perfume.

"Hey, darling... waiting for me?"she seems amused you could see that she spent the night with her mistress once again.

she walks towards you and smiled with a joyful smile.

"Darling..."

she tried to wrap you into a hug.