Remains of a betrayal

I open the bag in a closet and there they are:
2 packs of condoms unopened,
2 bottles of durex, half used,
1 used vial of chocolate flavoured lube
Everything smells of chocolate.

It was stupid to open the bag.
The feelings of hurt, anger and jealousy return.
I close it and wonder if I’ll get over it enough to play sympathetic and supportive by the time He returns.
He has extracted the promise to never ever leave him again.

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