Tomorrow was finally the day of my son's kendo tournament. I was looking forward to going with my husband to see my son in his finery after practicing so hard every day. However, the night before, I received an invitation email from the man I was having an affair with, whom I met at my part-time job. I had to weigh my desire to support my son against my desire to meet him. I pretended to be sick and in bed, declined to support my son, and ended up inviting him into my home alone...