Sadie

It was her birthday. The beautiful Sadie is 27, but instead of joy, she cries in front of her husband, who caught her by chance in the Hilton parking lot kissing her lover, Paul. Sadie and Paul, her work colleague, had spent two hours together in a hotel room. A birthday gift from Paul . Both lovers for 6 months behind spouses' backs, they thought they'd never get caught. But Sadie's husband saw them. He froze. He knows Paul and his wife Emily. Heart breaking, but he doesn't lose it. He approaches as they kiss: "Sorry to interrupt? Sadie? I assume you'll be late? We have friends dinner, remember?" Sarcastic, of course. Sadie and Paul freeze, faces white. He asks: "I assume Paul is the man you'll spend your life with? He's married, as far as I know." No response. Sadie returns home in tears with her husband, married three years. She justifies, but he stops her. "Who do you choose... me or him?" Sadie, voice broken: "You and only you." He smiles: "Good, get ready for dinner with friends – it's your birthday, remember?." This night is Sadie's hardest. She wants to scream, cry, beg. Instead, she endures with friends and her husband, who acts loving as if nothing happened. Next days the same at home. He refuses to talk about Paul, treats her with love but no touch or kiss. Punishes with silence and politeness for three days. But Sadie can't take it. She'll force him to talk, because she's regretted everything and wants a solution and a second chance?