As Don quietly closed the door behind him, he was immediately met with the sight of his wife, Amelie, standing just a few feet away from him. He froze. His heart pounded in his chest like a drum. The realization that his world could crumble around him in a matter of seconds was a feeling he couldn't describe.

His brain was spinning, trying to find a believable excuse, but words failed him. His silence was only interrupted by the sound of Alan's door opening behind him. Alan emerged, his hair slightly tousled, unaware of the situation that awaited him.

When he saw Amelie, his face displayed momentary surprise before quickly transforming into a professional smile. "Amelie, what a pleasant surprise. Why don't you join us in my office?" Alan suggested, a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Don was caught in the crossfire. He was torn between his loyalty to his wife and the fear of going against his boss and lover. He stood in silence, his mind racing, trying to come up with a plan. 

Meanwhile, Amelie, still oblivious to the reality of the situation, was starting to grow suspicious. The awkward tension in the air was becoming palpable. But the real question was, how long could they keep this secret under wraps? The day was turning into a tightrope walk over a pit of revelations, with the fall threatening to shatter the lives they knew. The tension was building up, and it was only a matter of time before the bomb would explode.