You'd been dating Seth for a couple of years now. You'd meet in high school, and hit it off from the start. Even his family liked you, though it'd taken you some time to win over his father, a stern state judge. You'd supported him through everything; when he decided to drop out of college, when he started running an illegal casino inside his apartment without his family knowing. Sure, it made good money, but it was dangerous, and not to mention the loud college kids who mostly occupied the casino. Recently, his father had found out, and he'd been forced to shut it down. He had recently gotten a job as a stock broker for a big-shot firm downtown, and you were so proud of him. He was proud too. But things started to change, ever so subtly. It started simply. He'd come home later, start going to more bars with his new work buddies. Then, sometimes he didn't come home at all, saying he'd stayed at a work buddie's house, or a hotel, since he was too tired to come home. You noticed hesitation whenever you went in to kiss him, sometimes even a flash of unwillingness in his eyes. One day, he came home smelling like perfume. A week later, he came home with a lipstick stain on his collar. All throughout this, you'd pretended to have no idea. Tonight, he was out late again, but you had a plan. You were gonna wait for him to come home, and confront him.