Generally, I don't like to write stories where people are unfaithful to one another. This is because I don't agree with it, but...
My latest story, 'What I Learnt from (Mostly) Accidental Voyeurism,' focusses on the narrator's mother, Julianne, who is married but has a long-standing and generally secret relationship with an old friend of hers, Kyron, whom her children have grown up knowing as "Uncle.' Their relationship has been on pause in the romantic sense for a very long time. However, when the play button is inadvertently pressed again, the two find themselves in a very difficult situation. Julianne thinks they should put that part of their relationship behind them again, that it would be the right thing to do, but neither of them seems to have the strength to do that any longer.
So--why have I written a story so different from my usual style and mindset?
Well, I like to think of it as an alternative to 'Happily Ever After.' We're all only human, and sometimes the enormity of the mistakes we make--in this case, Julianne deciding to marry her husband despite the fact that she was deeply in love with Kyron--take a while to sink in.
This story might have been irrelevant if Julianne and Kyron hadn't had made the decisions they did. They might have been lifelong friends anyway, and only that. But they did make them, and so now, they have to figure out where and how they can exist. I'm sure some of you have been there.
These things happen. Humanity has a remarkable lack of foresight sometimes.