By 9pm, Alicia hadn't returned home yet. It was almost 11pm now and I was beginning to worry. Not knowing where she went, I called her cell phone repeatedly throughout the night, but she didn't answer. Finally around 1am, she finally picked up.
"Where the hell have you been?!" I demanded angrily.
"Sorry... I was having fun with Brian!" Alicia explained in a cheerful tone. "We went for dinner, went dancing afterwards, and ended up back here at his place. We drank some wine, talked about stuff..." Her voice trailed off. "...and then..."
"Don't try to lie to me!" I cut her short. "I saw the two of you together earlier in the day. Don't bother denying anything! I know what happened!"
"Macro, listen..." Alicia spoke nervously. "I'm sorry... I was drunk. I should never have let things progress the way they did. Please forgive me..."