"There's something I've been meaning to talk to you about," Max said to his best friend, Marc.

"There's something I've been meaning to talk to you about," Sandra said to her best friend, Sarah.

"Ask away," Marc responded with the same comforting smile he always had.

"What's on your mind?" Sarah asked, knowing to expect the worse whenever Sandra had a problem.

"I cheated." Max said, looking down in disgust, disgust in himself. It still hadn't settled in, the revolting act that he always preached about. 'I would never cheat, it's unthinkable for me.' he would once say. Now look at him, sitting there, disgusted in himself, confessing to the sin of adultery that more than half of the world commit.

Marc's face turned stern, he knows how disappointed Max must be in himself, the look on his face, his posture, even the way he said the words, "I cheated." He knew to approach the subject with caution, but then again, he is his best friend. "Who would've thought, the great formidable Max would give in to his desires," He joked with a slight smirk on his face.

Max glanced upwards in slight anger and annoyance. "I'm serious man, I don't know what to do." He stood up, pacing back and forth furiously. "I mean, if I tell Sandra, she'll leave me!" He yelled. "I'm freaking out dude, I can't lose her!"

Marc stood up, realizing the seriousness of the situation, He grabbed Max by the shoulders, "Okay, okay, try to relax." He said in the best soothing voice he could muster. He sat him down once again before asking, "So what exactly happened?"

Max thought for a moment about the fateful night a week earlier. "It was with Jess, the girl from work," He began explaining, shame plastered all over his face. "We were at a work party and things got a little heated, one thing led to another and..." He paused he didn't want to finish the sentence, he couldn't. "I didn't mean to, everything just moved way too fast."

"I understand." Marc said, carefully planning what to say next, words of advice? Or comforting words? He'd never had to comfort someone who had just cheated. "Listen, I know how much you love Sandra, you wouldn't be freaking out right now if you didn't. And I know you're scared to tell her, I would be too, frankly she's kind of scary." He joked, laughing on the inside. "But you have to tell her what happened, if you want your relationship to last, you have to be open and honest with her about everything, well almost everything, sometimes secrets are good if you know what I mean." He smiled.

Max's face fell, he had a feeling Marc would say that. Then again, that's the reason he came to him. Marc's the nicest guy he knows. "What if she leaves me?" He finally asked.

"Then it was never meant to be"

"You cheated?" Sarah's face in shock at first, then her lips slowly curled into a smile, as though she was proud. "Was it with Sam?" She said, way to overjoyed to hide her emotions.

Sandra nodded, reluctantly. For some reason, she felt no guilt, she smiled. It was only a matter of time until she cheated. From the start of their relationship, Sarah never approved of Max, she always talked bad about him behind closed doors, always asking when Sandra would finally come to her senses and leave him.

"Oh my god!" She exclaimed, clapping her hands together like a little girl about to buy a brand new barbie doll. "I'm so glad I introduced you to him!" She said. "Now you can finally leave that loser."

"Yeah, I guess so." Sandra barely finished speaking before Sarah started again.

"So tell me what happened girl?" She said.

Sandra took a deep breath in, she hated how proud she was of her actions, she hated the fact that she enjoyed it, she loved Max, but for some reason she enjoyed cheating on him. "Well..." She started as she recollected the events of the previous week. "After you dragged me to meet him and left us alone there, we went on a walk, just talking."

"And then what happened?" Sarah asked, her face full of excitement and wonder, she looked as though she was watching her favourite movie.

"At some point, he randomly stopped and pulled me in, and I... I didn't stop him." She admitted, carefully choosing her words. She didn't want to feel guilty, this is how she told the story to herself over and over, to make herself seem like she barely did anything. "Things escalated from there," She said not wanting to give any details.

"I'm proud of you." Sarah said, holding the same somewhat sinister smile on her face. "So when are you going to tell him?"

Sandra froze. She hadn't thought about that, she didn't want to tell him, she knows what would happen: he would leave her, without a second thought. She didn't want him anymore, but she doesn't want to leave him. "I can't tell him, Sarah, I love him." She finally said, looking down to avoid her best friend's look of disappointment.

For the first time in the conversation, Sarah's face fell. As if she just received the worst news imaginable. She was completely perplexed, genuinely confused as to how someone could love that man. They'd only been dating a couple months, and each time they saw each other, she made sure to point out her disapproval of him. She felt like she had to control Sarah and choose the people she dated. She believed she was worth way more than Max. "I don't understand you, Sandra," She started. "But I know this is a battle I can't win."

"But I'll tell you this, if you don't break up with him now, one day you guys will end." She started.

"I have an eye for these things, you guys were never meant to be."