He genuinely believed his wife had suddenly become more daring. Eventually, something didn't feel right to him. He reached for the bedside lamp and turned it on. He looked at her properly. His entire expression changed. “Rachel?” She froze. He immediately pulled away. “What are you doing here?” The next morning, he told me everything. He didn't try to say the alcohol made him innocent. He admitted that he was responsible for drinking that much, but insisted he genuinely believed he was with me until he finally recognized her. Then I confronted Rachel. That's when she admitted something that hurt almost as much. She had been attracted to my husband for months. She said she never planned for anything to happen between them that night.