I didn't take her seriously. I mean everyone cheats. At least that's what I told myself. I can't imagine my face when she walked in. I remember her words, though. Or rather, her word.

"Mom!"

Everything else was blades and blood. The woman was like a ninja - I would have sworn there were two or three of her. It seems like everything from the past few months flashed before my eyes in seconds.

"We shouldn't," I had protested. "Rachel is...well, she deserves better. We really..."

Rachel's mom was unbelievably gorgeous. Being a yoga instructor hadn't hurt her physique one...