I walked into the coffee shop, and as usual, everybody started staring at me like I was some sort of a monster. Ever since that stupid incident with my wife, everybody started to look at me different. No one would believe the truth either. I saw a seat that was far away from everybody else, and hurried to it. I tried to avoid eye contact with anyone for I knew what those eyes held . As I walked past some people, I heard low whispers run through the room, like a wave retreating. I even saw an old man leave with his wife.

“I didn't do it ok? I didn't.” I yelled, as warm tears started to roll down my cheeks. I was already living a miserable life, and these people were only making it worse. Everywhere I go, people would be staring at me, and giving me death glares. What they didn't know, was that she brought it on herself, and that I was not capable of such a horrid thing. It would have been nice to marry someone whom I truly loved, but that didn't mean that I would get out of the marriage that way. Too late now, what's done is done, and I am going to have to deal with it. As I looked around me, I realized that it was going to be extremely hard.