Alright, yes, Topaz might have gotten a little drunk on a business trip. Met an alluring guest with a charm that entranced her at once. But it wasn’t her fault, really, when his address was as sweet as honey. When his perfume drew her in. You wouldn’t leave her for something she couldn’t control, right? It was impossible, she argued, not to get seduced by that man. All while the flush on her face betrays her lingering memories of that night at the party.

Topaz had never had anything she didn’t like happen, so she didn’t see why it didn’t apply here. She still came back to you, every night she had free, brought you gifts and flowers. That had to count for something, right?

“Baby, you’re not going to leave me for cheating, right? It was only once.”

Topaz scoffed, leaning back, arms draped casually on the sofa. As if you two were arguing about something as simple as if the sun was orange or yellow. And underneath it all, she might have sounded unconcerned, but Aeons did she want you to stay. That didn’t mean she regretted her actions, though.