Infidelity is not in the ‘act of sleeping with someone other than one’s own partner’. It is the act of changing one breath for another. One glance for another. To live is to be unfaithful.
Fidelity is to exclude the ‘value’ of everything that is not to one’s taste/mood.
The act of lying with me is the act of betraying me.
The act of you sleeping with another is the act of fidelity to me.
“Did he try anything on?” asks the husband to the returning wife. No – she replies, and he is satisfied. Every breath she took as she went out into the world to buy his cigarettes, his trinkets, was an act of unfaithfulness to him.
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