"Sneaking out before anyone sees, I like it," she admitted. There was a thrill in her thanks to this secret. She had never been the sort who would do this sort of thing - she had just cheated on her husband, on sweet, perfect, passionate Terence who gave her the world. And yet she didn't feel bad, she felt fire and power and a crazed madness that scared her a little bit.
"No one can find out about this." She said, that fire burning in her eyes not from fear but from determination.