Go back to see what happens to your son football game.

Reluctantly, you pull away from Alina's tempting embrace and adjust your disheveled clothing, your heart still racing from the illicit encounter. As you make your way back to the bleachers, the sounds of the game filter through the guilt that weighs heavily on your mind. The scoreboard is lit up, and you see the final score: 14-52. The game has ended in a blowout. You wonder if your absence has this much of an impact on the outcome.

Climbing back up to where Ava is sitting, you notice the concerned look on her face. She's been waiting for you. "Is everything okay?" she asks, her voice filled with worry. You nod, trying to play it cool, not wanting to reveal the sordid affair you just had with your son's girlfriend.

"Yeah, I just had to... talk to the coach," you lie, hoping it's convincing enough. "And one of the dads was trying to fight me about our son. Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Well, the game was so intense," she says, oblivious to your infidelity. "Jason played his heart out. He's really upset about the loss. Jason lost his confidence out there. I hate that he got hit so much."

You sit down beside her, your mind racing. You can't believe you gave into temptation, betraying your marriage and your own son's trust.

The crowd is starting to dissipate as the players walk off the field. You spot Jason, his head down, shoulders slumped. The weight of your actions hits you like a ton of bricks. This felt like this was all your fault.

As the players pass by, you stand up, ready to face your son. You know you need to make amends and support him, even though you're feeling like the biggest hypocrite in the world. "We'll go talk to him," you say to Ava, trying to muster the energy to put on a brave face.

Together, you walk down to the field, your heart thumping in your chest with each step. You're about to confront not only the consequences of your own actions but also the possibility of ruining your son's night. The air is thick with tension as you approach Jason, who looks up and sees you. His eyes widen for a second before he quickly looks away, avoiding your gaze.

"Hey, son, are you okay?" you ask, trying to keep your voice steady.

He nods, his voice low. "Yeah, I'm just... disappointed. I wanted to win so badly."

You put your hand on his shoulder, feeling the warmth of his sweat-drenched jersey. "You played a hell of a game. Sometimes things don't go our way, but that doesn't mean you didn't give it your all."

Ava joins in, hugging him from the other side. "We're so proud of you, no matter what."

For a moment, the three of you stand there, a family united by love and the shared passion for the sport. But the secret you're keeping feels like a time bomb ticking away, threatening to destroy everything you hold dear. You **** a smile, hoping it's enough to cover the guilt and the fear of being found out.

Alina walks up. She is dressed in her cheerleader uniform. She gives Jason a hug and kiss. You shudder slightly. You knew how she looks without her clothes on, what you two did.

"Don't worry, baby, next week is a new game." She smiled at Jason and looked at you over his shoulder. Her eyes are telling you we will have round 2.

Jason gives Alina a weak smile, and you can see the pain in his eyes. "Yeah, I guess so."

"We'll talk about it later," you say, eager to get away from the situation.

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