All Tonight

New York City, September 18, 2020

Chris comes close me towering over me. "You still kissed him, though, so you can get off your fucking high horse."

"What high horse Chris? Being a moderately good person who doesn't sleep with some random whore while in a relationship with the woman you claim to love, for 7 YEARS, doesn't put me on a high horse, it just makes me a decent person." I say.

Chris ignores my taunting to retort with taunting of his own. "And the thing is you cheated in my apartment, you didn't even have the decency to do it somewhere else." Chris rolls his eyes and turns his back to me as if the sight of my is scorning.

I roll my eyes at him. "You know, I would've done it at my own apartment if you hadn't forced me to move in with you." I sneer.

I cheated, I can admit that I kissed someone else. I can admit that I don't feel horrible about because I stopped myself. I had control over myself and my actions unlike Chris when he cheated. He just let it go on until it was too late.

I once asked him a while after wed gotten back together if he would've told me on his own and he said he didn't know. And then I asked him if he would've told me if he didn't feel guilty and he said also that he didn't know.

I always wondered after that if everything he said was a lie.

"I didn't fucking force you to do anything." He turns to me.

"Really?" I question.