Thunder booms and the rain pelts harder over the windshield. It's been three months since my company transferred me back home, and I'd be lying if I said I hadn't thought about her a hundred times since moving back here. I've thought about her so many times over the past year—about what we did, about what kind of people we really are. And the questions I've asked myself time and time again: Do I regret having an affair with her? No. If I could do it all over, would I stay away from her?Hell no.As shitty as that may sound, I can't feel bad about it because my affair with Peyton allowed me to forgive her. It kept me from marrying Lindsey, and Lindsey's happy with some lawyer that really loves her. That affair showed me what kind of person I am: one that makes mistakes. One that has weaknesses.And yes, with time, that affair has been more than easy to justify to myself: Peyton was my first love. She wasn't some random girl. The emotions were already there and strong. She was familiar, she was nostalgia and memories and all those things that you look back on as you grow older and smile about.
