Regret

Ryu froze. 

Ailsa clung limply to his body, her frame pressed against him. Her mind was too hazy to think of anything else. She could only vaguely feel that something had changed, almost as though they were being peeped on. But, she was too intoxicated to feel embarrassed. 

Ryu gazed toward Ailsa, his mind flickering back and forth between her and the hazy feeling hovering around his soul. 

'Elena?'

Ryu felt like an idiot. He actually hadn't considered something like this happening at all. 

No matter how open Elena was to him having other women, how would you feel if the first time you heard word of your husband in 900 million years he was plowing into another woman? There was definitely a limit to how open minded a person could be.