Infidelity

Sometimes, you reap what you sow.

The first time, I met Jack, I hated him the moment I laid eyes on him. There was something about that swagger of his. He was rich and seemed to own everything in sight. I think I hated him more because my wife was more drawn to him then she was ever to me.

I hated that the most, every time he came over my wife would look extra beautiful, she would blush all the time and had a glow that I once saw on our wedding night. I should have known, well I guess I always knew but I pretended not to notice.

One night, she left home, disappeared without a trace. I tried to find her but to no avail. I was desperate, worried beyond reason Making a resolve I decided to visit Jack fearing and expecting the worst.

I knocked on the door, Jack appeared with that smug face of his, I had the overwhelming urge to punch the son of a b***h. I couldn't ask him. I just couldn't do it.
As I left the Mansion, I had a feeling of dread. I felt had left a piece of me behind.

Giving up I looked back one last time thinking.. "The b***h had it coming."