That ended us.

**Dayle** 

The moment has come. I have to tell Chrissy the truth. 
Regretfully and unknowingly, I cheated on Chrissy. 
Since I swore never to do that to her, I found myself in a web. I was caught in a web that hung and left a stench on my allegiance to Chrissy. 

Thinking about it makes me fucking lose my mind. Amber and I had an argument and I threatened to pull out of my partnership with their company.  It would cost OTD Autos a lot but then I can't keep hanging my relationship with Chrissy on the line—a cliff. 

Amber threatened to release the video, just like I had been doing in high school. It was payback on her end. I don't give five hefty, gigantic fucks having my dick on the internet, literally. My concern is Chrissy and her feelings. 

I hate hurting her. I just hate it with my life seeing that girl cry or get pissed or fucked up. Say it's someone hurting her, I'll definitely beat that something to death but it's me. How can I punish myself to recompense for what I've done?

A soft knock interrupted as Chrissy walked in. 
She halted, “You’re crying?” she asjwc carcjong the glimpse of tears im the corner of my eyes. 

Fuck. Perhaps I look weak at the moment. I quickly wiped it off and plastered a wise grin but she wasn't having it. She closed the door behind her, walking towards me. 

“What happened, my love? I'm really sorry it took a while. You won't believe that fucking princess. She threatened to hurt me if I didn't free Egan from my shackles,” she narrated and I instantly got pissed. 
What I mentioned earlier, I hated to see her pissed. 

“What shackles?” I asked. 

“I have no fucking idea, babe. She thinks I’m still in love with Egan,” she admitted, and before I could speak she added. “I’m not. Not ever! I don't see him that way…” she clarified even if I didn't need it. 

“You didn't have to. I know that baby” I assured as I rubbed the back of her neck lightly while she caught my dim gaze. 

“What happened?” 

“About Nova and Egan, I'll speak with him to clear the air. You shouldn't be dragged into their drama…” I said.

“While that's true, what happened Dayle? You sounded off on the phone. I walk in here and you're in tears—it says one thing. Something terrible has happened. I know you, babe, you don't shed a ticking tear for no concrete reason. I haven't seen it for God knows how long,” she stated firmly. 

She was frustrated over it. What if I tell her then? She'd been fucking nuts. 

“I don't know where to start,” I admitted. 

She sat on my desk, facing me. Her brown eyes pierce her existence with curiosity and concern. “Start anywhere, I'll piece it up!” she assured and I know for sure that she would. 

I heaved a deep sigh, taking her hands in mine. “You know I love you, right?” I asked. 

“You love me more than I know, I know that Dayle…” she said calmly. 

“You know that I can give up anything for you, right?” 

“I know that. You always put me first even if I ask you not to,” she said. 

“You know that I would never choose to hurt you—not even by a mistake!”

“Dayle, you're the best man there is and I can't wait for us to start a family you know…” she said, cradling my face with a gentle caress.  

“I slept with Amber,” I managed to say before I could change my mind or beat around the bush. 

She took off her hands, her face froze and so did her body. 

“No, you didn't. It was all a lie. She's tricking you. She wants to split us and—”

“I saw the video and she shared it with me,” I interrupted her calmly and forcefully. 

I grabbed my phone from the side and instantly unlocked and tapped the video, showing Chrissy. 

She couldn't watch past ten seconds, she tossed my phone to the ground, covering her mouth—tears in her eyes. 

“I'm sorry—”

“Why are you sorry, Dayle? You did not do it on purpose, it was her trick and I was very stupid to believe that nothing went down…” she cried as she stepped down from the desk, pushing my assistance away. 

It hurt me all over again. I knew this would happen and I totally understand but it should not be her suffering. Amber should suffer for what she's done to us combined.  

“I had no idea. I didn't know that we had… sex until I saw the video. I just had to tell you because I couldn't let you suffer in oblivion,” I admitted, standing behind her. 

“How long have you known about this video?” she sternly asked. 

“For a while now. I didn't have the balls to tell you,” I admitted again. 

“I see,” was all that she said. She turned to me and kissed me on my lips. I was confused about her actions. 

“I have to go home now. This is too much and you know… we have an event tomorrow. I gave my Dad’s issue, I have Nova on my ass and then… this. I can't deal with everything at once, babe!” she said and I couldn't agree more. She had too much to digest at the moment. She turned to leave as I caught her arm softly. 

“Chrissy, I didn't mean to break my promise to you…” I let out but she barely looked at me. That alone ruined me. 

“But it happened anyway. I may end up saying harsh things and I don't want to. I know you didn't do it,” Her last words were accompanied by a soft smile that carried pain, anger, and disdain. 

“Chriss—” the rest of the words hung in my throat as she walked out of the office leaving me to whatever it is that I felt. 

I grabbed the glassy spinning globe, papers, and any other thing that I could find and tossed them to the ground. 

Nothing was worth the while. Nothing made sense. Nothing was left. 
The trust was broken and doubts crept in. 

My phone kept ringing and ringing but I didn't take it. My hands were holding my head, my emotions rattling feeling the gravity of what I had done under the influence of Amber. 

Regardless, I still cheated. The stench on my refined personality was back. Nothing would change that fact unless I went back in time. 

I kept punching the wall, tossing stuff to the ground, leaving the office a total disarray. I was a stark reflection of myself. 

Was this karma? Was this all they felt? Was this how I destroyed relationships? What in heaven’s name did I do to get this as payback?
Not having sex with a woman that I unconsciously did already?

I keep thinking about things through but the answers were not forthcoming. 

My assistant rushed in, totally muddled and lost.  
“Are you okay, sir?” she asked in concern attempting to draw closer as I lifted a hand, stopping her. 

“I'm okay! Never mind!” I said as she nodded hesitantly and left. 

I was nowhere close to being okay.