Sean pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pants pocket, the soft pack half crushed and it crumpled in his hand slightly as he removed a single bent stick. Placing it between his lips, he lit it and took a long pull. Feeling the smoke fill his lungs he held it, leaning back against the wall before letting the cloud billow out from between his lips.

	"Yes, apparently she was. Found out a week ago," he admitted as he held the cigarette between his fingers and his hand hung loosely at his side. He looked off towards the flickering street light, thinking back to how he handled things and sighed deeply. He knew he had screwed up, he just had not realized how badly.