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I'm a teacher at St. James Prep, and I wanted to let you know that your son's

been having an affair with a teacher.

What's wrong?

Tyler is having an affair with Mrs. Sage.

It's a note he left on her desk in his handwriting.

Okay, calm down. It's okay. In what scenario would this be okay?

An hour?

That was different.

Was it? Because you were my teacher and I was 18.

Lexi's decision to not confront Tyler about his relationship with Sylvia

even more discord at school the following Monday.

Ryan and Chanel knew they had to take things a step further.

What if I went to her husband directly?

Why don't we just get out of here?

Run away.

I thought you wanted me to go to college.

I do, but what I'm saying is, why don't I just go with you?

Just a few days ago, you said you weren't ready to leave your husband.

I only said that because I was scared.

Scared of what?

Scared of how much I've fallen in love with you.

You really think we could do this?

Tyler, I've been unhappy in my marriage for six years.

It wasn't until I met you I realized I could have the kind of love that I've

always wanted.

It's like you gave me a new kind of hope.

Well, you know, if we do this, there's going to be a lot of people against us.

I don't care.

Thank you.

Thanks. Thanks.

Ah.

You like that, baby?

Uh -huh.

Oh, Lord.

He's so good.

Let's go.

So good.

Yes.

Mm -hmm.

Mm -hmm.

Mm -hmm.

Mm -hmm.

Mm -hmm.

Oh my gosh, you are so sexy.

This is so good.

You can stroke him. Oh yeah?

You like that?

Oh,

my God. Oh,

my

God.

So good.

Oh, my God, man. So good.

Oh,

my God, man.

Oh, boy.

Oh, my God.

Oh, sorry.

Yes. Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, this feels so fucking good.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Boy, they're being so, so good.

Oh,

God.

Oh, God. Oh,

God.

So fucking good.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God.

oh my god

oh

my god

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh,

my God.

Oh, my

God.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God. Oh,

my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh,

my God.

Oh,

my God.

oh my god oh

my god

Oh my God.

Oh my God, you feel so good.

Wow.

How are you?

Hey. Just let me in there.

I love you.

Thank you.

Oh,

my

God.

Oh, baby, you're so good.

You're so good.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh my God.

Oh, yes.

Oh, yes.

You want me to come for you?

Yes. Yes, baby.

Oh, yes.

Yes. Oh, my God. You want me to come?

Yes, baby. Yes.

Sylvia thought it would all be so easy.

She was so sucked in by the relationship that reason had all but abandoned her.

She didn't realize that there are always consequences to one's actions, and hers

were closer than ever before.

What are you doing here?

Marcus?

Emerge.

It's not gonna work.

You know, Silver, I haven't been the best husband to you.

I let work consume me.

I mean, I did it for us.

You know, right?

Making money, saving money, investing money.

All for us.

I know that.

No, you don't.

No, you don't.

If you did, you would have done it.

Ring a bell?

You should.

Because you're the 18 -year -old you've been fucking behind my back.

You know, I used to remember you coming home and telling me how no one likes

your work.

They're jealous of you.

Your success.

Your happiness.

That wasn't it at all, was it?

Because you're a phony.

That's what you are.

You're not the woman I fell in love with.

No.

The one who used to come home late at night and sleep in bed beside me.

You're someone else.

You're someone very different.

You didn't think wrong.

You're deceptive.

You made a fool of me.

I didn't. You didn't.

What did you do?

You didn't think about me.

I was.

Just thought about you.

You. You.

I guess... You thought about you all the time.

I was an afterthought.

Every choice we make has a consequence.

And I'm not just talking about the big choices, like the ones that impact a

marriage or someone we love.

Was that a gunshot?

But even the little choices.

The ones that were done simply out of spite or jealousy, with no thought to

impact they might have.

Sweet dinner.