The moon light shinning from the windows formed her silhouette as she stood in front of them. The house was dead quiet and tension was strong in the room. I walked towards the lamp on top of the mahogany table, switching it on making the room dim. The lamp left a few meters between us. I needed to see her; her eyes, her face, I needed her. The dim light showed her face a little, but still keeping the room dark, the way she wanted it, she didn't want me to see her like this.

She turned around slowly, facing me, I could see the tear marks down her cheeks, it made my heart sink even more. I moved closer towards her, wanting to feel her close to me, in my arms, to tell her I'm sorry. She stepped back forming a boundary of protection between us, the action showed her pain, and the sight of this filled me with heartache.

"Why?", her question shocks me as it disturbed the silence, although I didn't know what she would say, and I was surprised she said anything at all.

"I'm so sorry, I ...", I had no excuse, it was wrong of me, and that was it.

"Why Peter? Why?", her words were filled with anger and pain, her eyes filled with rage, she wanted an answer, and an explanation, from my lips not the press.

"I wasn't thinking, I shouldn't have done it, I know that now", the pain I've caused her to feel wasn't intentional, I love her, she's my wife.

"Was it me? Did I drive you to sleep with her?", she has stepped closer emphasising her anger.

"No, its not you", I brush my hand through my hair, the press were hard, but my wife, and seeing her like this was worse.

"Then why?", her arms fell open from being crossed as she waved them angrily .

There were no words I could say, and nothing I could do, the damage was done. The silence of us just staring at each other doesn't help calming her, her body is still tense not relaxing for one heart beat. She walked past me, making sure not to touch me or even make eye contact. I softly grab her arm and she stopped in the middle of a step.

"Alicia ...", as she turned around I noticed the necklace I gave to her our previous anniversary. She loved it so much that she would refuse to take it off. It was dangling in her hand, showing me her thoughts before I entered the room, that was going to be the first time I cried of pain in front of her.

"I love you, no one can repalce you.", they were the only words I could find in this moment, I meant every word. She raised an eyebrow, and the tears were about to flow as she slightly shook her head, not believing me. She pulled her arm out of my grip and walked out the room.

Her pain, heartache and anger were still in the room. I couldn't believe I was stupid enough to cheat on my wife, my best friend, my soul mate. The distance she formed, broke me into pieces. I wanted her to be with me, she was my support and now I broke her trust, and took her love for granted. I switched off the light after sitting on the lonely couch, staying in the dark, remembering the way she looked and felt for me on our wedding day. Wishing I could reverse time to see her happy again.