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I put the key into the lock and took a breath before turning it.

I hear the click, alerting me that the door was unlocked, I still hesitated before walking in. Once I did, I saw Sarah sitting on the couch, she was asleep but woke up when I came in.

She got up and walked over to me with a shy smile. It didn't make what I was about to tell her any easier.

Upon seeing my face, her smile started to dissipate. "Logan, I know things have been tense but... we're okay, right?"

"Let's sit, Sarah." Blinking rapidly, she nodded and walked back over to the couch to sit. I follow suit and sit across from her, keeping distance. She frowns at the space but only stares at me.

"I have some things to confess to you. You're going to hate me, want to kill me, the list is endless. But the gist of what I'm going to explain is that... I've been having an affair."

She blinks rapidly, trying to keep tears at bay. I close my eyes briefly before opening them and continue. "With Yasmin."

Her eyes widen before the tears start falling at full force, she still says nothing.

"It's been going on for around three months. Y-you have to know that my intentions were never to hurt you personally, Sarah. I was selfish, I am selfish and none of this is your fault. Please know that." My voice shakes as I continue, seeing the pain etched on her face.

"Why?" She mumbles the word in question, her voice barely above a whisper.

Why? I've rolled this question around in my head so many times, yet I still didn't have an answer. I knew what I felt.

"I—"

"Do you love her?" She wouldn't make eye contact, her eyes staring at her diamond wedding ring.

"Yes, I do." Her face scrunches up as she starts to chuckle.

"Huh. Olivia was right." She laughs again before her face changes and she began sobbing. "I'm such an idiot, what is it about her? To end an entire marriage?!" She jumped to her feet and started pacing.

"What did I do wrong? What did I need to change? Was I boring? Was I not good enough in bed? Logan, what did I do wrong?" She stopped pacing and crawled on her knees to me, tears streaming down her face, staring up at me.

I blinked a few times to clear my blurry vision, "nothing. This was all me, I did this. Be angry with me, it wasn't your fault, Sarah." But she just rapidly shook her head.

"No, no, no, there has to be a fucking reason?!" She grabbed onto my arms and shook me. "Tell me what I did and I'll fix it." She let go of my arms and took my face in her hands. "I love you, Logan, please."

I shook my head slowly, removing her hands from my face. "I'm not... in love you anymore. I'm sorry," her face fell. Her chin trembled, she fell back and her body went limp.

"I gave you everything. I became the pretty, ditzy trophy wife, for you. I wasn't snoopy, I-I never let my body go, how did you just fall out of love with me?"

She starts laughing before I could come up with an answer. "It was her. She caused all of this, she put these thoughts into your head." Another emotion other than pain crossed her face.

Rage.

Before she could run out the door to who knows where, I caught her and held onto her arms. "Listen to me! Yasmin didn't put anything into my head! initiated everything! She even tried to end things in the very beginning because I'm married but I stopped her, she's who I want. End of story." I hated to be so blunt but I couldn't let her down gently anymore, this had to be a clean finish.

She fell from my arms and wailed on the floor, her arms resting over her legs. "What did I do to deserve this? What about our baby! Huh?! Are you just going to abandon our baby for that slut?!" She started kicking at my legs, I didn't bother to move. I deserve it any pain she wanted to inflict on me.

"Don't call her that and no! Of course I want abandon our baby. When the time comes. If the time comes, we'll figure it out." My words made her head shoot up, abruptly.

She started laughing again, "you-you think I'll let that whore near my child? Are you insane?"

I clenched my jaw as she called Yasmin outside her name again, just let it go, she's upset.

"Then we go to court and we'll have to do joint custody. You can't claim someone unfit to be a parent over an affair, Sarah. When you've had time to heal, things will be much clearer."

"I fucking hate you. I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU... I hate you." She got up and pushed me back with her fists repeatedly before sagging against my chest.

"Tell me this is a dream, tell me this isn't real. Please, Logan, please." She kept her head on my chest and whispered to me, "tell me this ain't real."

I paused for a moment and pulled away from her, "I'm going to pack my things, I'll be back soon for everything." I removed her from me and walked upstairs, I could her hear loud sobs behind me.

I stared at my ring, allowing myself to breath through the tears. Stop fucking crying.

My brain and my eyes were communicating properly, the tears wouldn't stop. And the pain in my heart wouldn't either.

Fuck.

I want to kill him. I want to kill her. Is this real? Do they really get a happily ever after, are you fucking serious?

No, no, no. He just needs some time to think, that's all. He needs you. You've been his rock for over a decade, he'll be stuck with her for less than a week and he'll realize what a huge fucking mistake he's made.

Yes, that's it! So stop all that blubbering, Sarah. He'll be crawling back to you in no time, all you have to do is wait.

After about twenty minutes, he came back downstairs with two duffel bags, his head hung low. He stopped when he was only a foot away from me.

I finally stood up, wiping my face. I said nothing as he sidestepped me and opened the door. Giving me one last glance, he shut it behind him and that was it.

He's gone.

What the hell do I do in the mean time?

I was nervous, that I couldn't deny.

What if she says something that'll change his mind.

I'm not stupid, I've read all the books, watched all the movies. I know how rare this is, men hardly ever leave their wife for their mistress and remaining happy with her is an entirely different statistic.

I fiddled with my fingers, not paying attention to whatever was playing on the TV. I kept a calm facade as he left, but I was freaking out.

Logan isn't known for keeping his promises, to me anyways.

It's been about an hour now, I mean, the timing makes sense. That's like a fifteen or twenty minute drive from here and then he has to break it off... I'll put that at about thirty minutes, then he has to to pack. That should take like twenty minutes... unless he got sidetracked.

What if she got naked and he couldn't resist or something. Oh god.

Nope, cut it out, Yaz. Trust him, he went over there with an intent to end things so believe in him. Or, well, try to.

Nodding to myself, I took a few deep breaths and closed my eyes.

What if they're fucking right n—

I nearly broke my neck when I heard the door open, Logan stepped through with a somber expression. "You came back."

How is eyes met mine and the saddened look softened a little. "You didn't think I would?"

Raising my brows, "I-I didn't know what to think. Um... okay, yeah, I didn't think you would. I'm sorry." He walked in and dropped his bags before locking the door behind him.

"You have every right to doubt me, all the broken promises I've made... I know it'll take a lot more than this to fully earn your trust. I'm working on it." He walks over to me and brushes a few curly strands behind my ear. "I love you, Yasmin." His lips meet mine, wrapping his arms around my waist.

He pulled away to gaze into my eyes, I could tell he wanted to tell me about it. "What is it? You can tell me how it went, you know. Even if you had some doubts... you can tell me." I bit my lip, nervousness coming back at full force.

He looks away and mumbles the words, "I think I broke her."

My eyes widened slightly, I hardly knew the woman. I only got some airhead vibes from her but, nothing to truly judge her character. I felt guilt, or maybe that was pity. I wasn't exactly sure, I just knew that I didn't feel overjoyed like I imagined.

"Do you feel forced to do this? I just don't want you to wake up and regret this the next morning." His eyes meet mine again before he smiles.

"I know what I did this for. On the car ride back, I kept thinking about how shitty a person I am. I kept thinking, why did I do this? How could I hurt her like this? But I walked in through the door and I saw you, I realized instantly why. I did this for you. For us. You're who I want, what we did was selfish and terrible. What did was selfish and terrible, but I think leaving her will bring her happiness in the end. She deserves someone that'll love her properly."

I couldn't help but to agree, no one deserved to be cheated on. I won't lie and say that I'm apologetic my happiness came at the cost of hers. But I will say that I hope she finds someone to make her happy.

"I think you're right." I peck his lips softly but he pulls me closer, deepening the kiss. I shift and push him onto the couch. I straddle his lap and wrap my arms around his neck, he wraps his arms tightly around my waist, staring at me.

"I'm working on saying this more but, I do love you, Logan. Do you know that?" I lean in and grip his jaw in my hand, pressing my lips to his. He closes his eyes and nods, looking drained from the rents of today.

"My— my parents never said it to me as a kid. To each other, sure. But, my dad was more of a show-my-love-with-actions type. My mom hated me, however. Um, so that's why it doesn't come as second nature for me." I look down and frown, feeling extremely vulnerable.

He lifted one hand from my waist and lifted my chin. "You don't have to feel embarrassed, Yaz. You can tell me anything. I want to know more about you." I nod and lean my forehead against his.

"My favorite color is blue," I whisper in his ear, smiling as he let out a loud laugh.

"Is that so? What shade of blue?" His eyes run over my features, his smile widening.

"Baby blue." I wiggle my brows and chuckle.

"Like your eyes, beautiful." He looks into my eyes for a moment longer before placing kisses all over my face and hugging my smaller body to his chest.

"It just happens that's my favorite color too, ever since I met you." I smile at his words and close my eyes.

A new feeling spread through my entire being, is this what happiness feels like?