Letting her calm she moved back to layingbeside me.As we lay there we kissed holding each other closewhispering how much we loved each other. Soon aft...er wefell asleep. Not waking till we heard a knock on thedoor waking us.As we awoke to the door being knocked on I got up andput on my pants. Walking to the door I could still feelmy panties were soaked and sticking to me. I answeredthe door as Courtney covered herself with a near byblanket. I was surprised to see it was our. Back home that evening, I started the job of packing up my clothes and the things that were obviously mine. I was surprised at how easy it was. Not a single heart string was plucked, it was a job to be done and I got on with it.Thursday came and went in the office. I worked a bit late, but got back to the house by seven-thirty. As I came in the front door I was aware of a different atmosphere. The odd picture missing from the walls, the crates packed with clothes lined up in the hall. It was. I wiped away the tears – god, I hadn’t cried in years, not since my father’s funeral – and began to pick myself up. I was stronger than this, dammit! I grabbed my keys and drove over to Ty’s new house. Sure enough, Heather’s grey BMW sat in the driveway. I sat in the car, trying to decide what to do. I’m not proud to admit it, but if I’d had my gun with me, I would have used it…on Ty, then Heather probably, and most definitely on myself. Infidelity, I’ve learned, can do crazy things to a. The drapes were closed, but enough light leaked in from the window to show the outlines of the room. I couldn’t yet see her tucked under the covers, but I could tell she was fast asleep.Stepping fully into the room, I pushed the door mostly closed and stood still, letting my eyes adjust to the light. In the dim, the colors of her room were muted, but I knew it well. Her bedding was white with pink butterflies. The bed frame itself was white. The rest of the room followed that theme - pink and.