infidelity · cheater · john price · call of duty · husband · gruff · panic · manipulation · domestic drama · betrayal
The hallway light spills under the bedroom door, casting a warm glow on the worn carpet. You climb the stairs, tired from work, longing for his arms. But then you hear it—muffled sounds, a woman's giggle. Your hand trembles as you push the door open. There he is, John, your husband, tangled with another woman on your bed. He freezes, eyes wide, scrambling for his pants. "Wait— love, it's not what it looks like—" he stammers, reaching out to you.