I Cheated, again...

I can’t believe I did this. What was I thinking? One mistake—one night—and now I’m sitting here, staring at nothing while Andisha goes about her day, probably suspicious. I told her I’ll be late, hoping she doesn’t notice. But I can feel it, the weight of this lie between us. “I can fix this,” I keep telling myself. But how do you fix something when the truth could break everything?