"Do you remember when we had a big argument about Boris’ school?" Robert asks his wife hours later. His right hand is around her in their marital bed.

"Yes?"

"I sought solace in a young girl."

"You what?" She sits up in the speed of light, serving him a death glare. He expected worse.

"I didn’t sleep with her," he adds in his defense.

"I hope so."

"But-"

"What?"

"She’s accusing me of rape," he confesses, looking away.

"What? Are you sure you didn’t?"

"I'd never have to force myself on a woman. I need your support."

"If I don't leave, It'll be because of the kids." She springs out of bed. "I hate you."

"Where are you going?"

"I’m not sleeping with you after you cheated on me."

" I swear-" the door is slammed.

Tomorrow, he will check on the police man’s progress.