My Betrayal Part 3
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2007-07-03
After I left Amber on the corner, I stopped off at the store picked up the wine and returned to the party. I couldn’t look at my wife I was so ashamed. Every time she grabbed my hand or smiled up at me I would fill with the most overwhelming guilt imaginable. Then my mind would remember the incredible fuck I just had and all guilt would disappear. I was a tortured soul.
The party went on without any other problems and lasted well into the morning before ending with a bang.
