Random drabble competition at two in the morning. The theme was apple.
She picked up a knife off the table, her hand shaking. She was avoiding his eyes. He asked too many questions.
"When are you going to tell him?"
"Tonight."
"Promise?"
"No."
"Lily! He has to know."
She drove the knife into the flesh of an apple. Its juice ran down her wrist. "I know. I just don't want to be the one to tell him."
Remus laid his hand on Lily's shoulder. "It has to be you."
She put the fruit on the table, and leaned back in her chair. "I don't want to hurt him. I still care for James. I don't want him to hate me."
"He could never hate you. I'd be worried about me. I'm one of his best friends, you're just his wife." He laughed awkwardly, trying to lighten the mood. His attempts were met with a glare. He sighed, and leaned closer so he could look her in the eye. "It will be worse if you don't tell him, if he finds out by himself, if he sees us."
"It's just not a conversation I ever imagined having with my husband. 'Hi, honey. How was your day? Oh, by the way, I'm sleeping with your best friend, and leaving you for him.' I'm a horrible person." She buried her head in her arms.
"No, you're not. You're just in love."
"I wish I fell in love before I got married. Things would be so much easier then." Remus chuckled slightly. "Okay, you're right. I have to tell him. I'll do it as soon as I get home, before I can chicken out again." She stood up determined and passionately kissed him. "I'll come back when it's all over," and she left.
That was the last time she kissed him. He waited at that kitchen table watching her apple turn brown where she cut it. He knew something was wrong when she didn't come back. He sat, and waited until morning, when he got the news. She was dead. They were all dead, or as good as dead to him. He knocked the apple off the table as the tears came freely. He was all alone. He stared at the knife and remembered what she said, "I'll come back when it's all over." He would have to wait, and he would have to wait alone.