'Oh, Christopher', she wailed, looking at me imploringly. 'I have betrayed you!'

'Betrayed me?' I asked, wondering what she was talking about. What did she mean by having betrayed me? Had I not judged the scene I witnessed, accurately? I tried playing back the scene in my mind as I held her tightly, awaiting more explanations from her.

'Can you forgive me?' she asked and I was sure she was going to tell me she had decided to choose Sylvester over me. Oh, moon goddess, you cannot do this to me, ...