There are situations in life that just replays in your head over and over again after they happen and each time it replays, you think of a different response. There are arguments that you spend hours, even days, after they occur just thinking of better reasons or excuses or anything really. Sometimes you wish that the words you said left more of a sting, other times you just wish that the words you spoke were less hurtful.

Thinking about the event that just occurred, I wish I did more. I wished I acted differently. I wish I spoke differently.

It's probably only been six hours since it occurred but these replays just won’t stop. I should have done any of the ones I had thought about, not what I actually did. These alternatives are what I should have said.

Version One:

Her shocked expression grew into a scared expression upon seeing me approach her with fire in my eyes. Anger ran through my body – here is the woman who destroyed my marriage. Here is the woman who turned my happiness and sunshine into hurt and pain. The home wrecking being sitting on my couch – acting like she is really comfortable here as well. But she needs to know hurt, she needs to know and understand the pain that she caused me.

Without even realizing it, my hand had moved and made contact with her cheek leaving a bright red mark.

‘How dare you ruin my marriage! Just who do you think you are.’ I screamed as my hand made contact yet again. Tears began to slowly move down her face.

‘If you think this hurts, you should experience the pain you caused me. This doesn’t hurt,’ I said pointing to her cheek.

‘Pain is when this starts to hurt,’ I said as I pointed at my chest, ‘Now get out of my house, you .’

Version Two:

I approached her, slowly but Soomin was quick to get up and grab her handbag off of the floor.

‘Please sit,’ I gestured for her to sit back down on the couch as I sat on the other one, ‘you’re obviously waiting for Minhyun, because I didn’t invite you here. Plus Minhyun gave you the passcode to get in, he must want you here.’

Slowly Soomin placed her bag back onto the tiled floor and sat back down, looking extremely uncomfortable.

‘Kyung Mi, how have you been?’ She asked nervously, her lips slightly trembling.

‘Oh you know, just peachy. Every single thing in my life is just peachy. Gotta love the courts though.’ I answered her, keeping a straight and unemotional facial expression.

‘Can’t say I’ve been there before,’ she laughed awkwardly.

‘How are you Soomin? Are you having issues with your vision?’

‘I’m doing fine thanks, and my vision is fine as well. Why do you ask Kyung Mi?’ She asked looking confused about my question.

‘Oh I was worried that you couldn’t see that Minhyun has