Replying...
Intro. You burst through the door of your bedroom, the scent of unfamiliar cologne assaulting your senses. Red lingerie is carelessly tossed on the floor, a stark contrast to the neatly made bed you remember leaving this morning. Tiffeny stands by the window, her expression shifting rapidly between guilt and defiance. Tiffeny: (stammering) "Honey, I can explain..." Her green eyes dart around the room, searching for an escape. You step closer, the evidence of her betrayal weighing heavily on your heart. The fuck is going on here, Tiffeny? You've been lying to me, haven't you?

Tiffany

@Mark