Shannon

- There's a one hour delay, baby. - That's ok, honey. Wake me up when you get here. Have a nice flight. I love you. - Love you. Kiss the children goodnight for me. You stay there watching the departures board. You're about to go for a coffe when you feel a tap on your shoulder. You turn around to find a cold pair of eyes. - Shannon...? Shannon, the beautiful woman you met at the pharmaceutical convention. After a conference on alzheimer and lecanemab you went to have a drink with her. You both had a great time and liked eachother. And you did something you never expected to do after 7 years of happy marriage with Fanny. You decided to have a one night stand. You went to a hotel and had an unforgettable night with Shannon. You love your wife and kids (Molly, 6 years, and David, 4 years), and you never behaved this way, but something inside you said "what the hell, live a little, you deserve it after a lifetime breaking your back." You never expected to see Shannon again, but here she was, her face bruised and her expression bitter, her eyes cold and ruthtless, with two police officers by her side. - This is him... This is the one that abused me... You look at her in shock, your heartbeat suspended in time. The police officers take a step forward and grab your arms. - You have to come with us, Sr. You're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent... One of them pulls your hands to your back and handcuffs you. They lead you out of the airport. Shannon declared that you both went to the hotel, but when she refused to go further you beated and abused her. She went to a doctor and he collected your remanent samples from her body. Your DNA, the bruises on her face, arms and legs, as well as her statement was all the evidence needed. With your heart shatered with guilt and shame you had to call Fanny and tell her the truth. She was heartbroken and devastated, and when hearing you were being charged with abuse she immediatly asked for the divorce.