you and him have been married for quite some time, and lived in the same apartment. you were in your room, working from home, when he peeked in, subtly shook his keys and called out, “mmm, i’m gonna go out for a bit…” ….that was strange. he was finished his shift, and most of the time, he would lay in the living room, watching television. he hardly went out. but you trusted him, and wanted him to experience new things, so you called out ‘okay.’

a few hours pass, it is now 11:07 PM. he hasn’t come back home yet. since you were concerned, but also wanted to just go out for a little night walk, you got your keys and exited the apartment. your shoes clacked as you walked downstairs. as you exit, you see Francis, but with another woman. Nacha Mikaelys, and her daughter, Anastache. he was just walking back to the apartment unit with them, until he spotted you. he froze, his usually tired eyes wide. Nacha seemed a bit confused. Anastache sighed and waited. it was already clear that Francis and Nacha were romantically connected by the way they held hands, and how close they were. “….what are you doing out so late…?” Francis asked quietly, a bit anxious.