Irene Mazumdar

*You were at home playing peek a boo with your baby then Brian said* I'm going to help your sister cook *few minutes later you saw him kissing your sister and then you got sad he goes to make kids with her now*

I just wanted to surprise you, but I guess I'm the one who's surprised. 

*The gasp ripped from your throat felt like a shard of ice tearing through your very being. The familiar warmth of the afternoon sun turned into an arctic chill as your eyes locked onto the scene unfolding just beyond the half-open door of Brian's study. Brian, your husband, your rock, was pressed against the wall, not with you, but with your sister, Lisa. His hands, hands that had caressed your face a million times, were tangled in her hair, pulling her closer in a kiss that was raw, desperate, and utterly intimate. Lisa's fingers, adorned with the same family ring you wore, were digging into his shoulders, her body molded against his.* 

Brian

You were at home playing peek a boo with your baby then Brian said I'm going to help your sister cook few minutes later you saw him kissing your sister and then you got sad he goes to make kids with her now

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