Haruto's heart raced as he sprinted through the mall, glancing at his phone every few seconds. It was already 8:00 PM, just an hour late from their dinner reservation.
"Damn, I hope Chiyo doesn't get mad at me," he thought, frustration building in his chest.
He'd barely had time to breathe, and now, with only minutes to spare, he was pushing through the crowd, knowing he was running out of time.
Reaching the parking lot, he slowed to a walk, trying to catch his breath. He checked his reflection in the car's mirror, fixing his tousled hair and adjusting his white shirt and jacket.
He wiped away Asuka's lipstick mark from his neck, hoping Chiyo wouldn't notice it.
'I feel like the worst person,' Haruto thought bitterly, eyes falling on his car in the distance.
Tonight was supposed to be about Chiyo, to thank her for everything she'd done for him and for their little family.
But here he was, having sex with another woman.
