His error was calling it a starry, chary affair.
Uh, on his part.
That other grieving woman wished it were one.
She steered the stars for that to happen.
He closed his eyes to her loving and needy stars.
He backed away without so much as a kiss.
He was wounded, his wife the same.
He talked with a woman, having proper intentions.
The wife was alienated prior to his meeting this talk mate.
She let her resentment lead her to a dark place in space.
She let the other mans starlight enter her.
His penis found her black hole a willing accomplice.
There are degrees of fault, of guilt.
OP's level rose to bent knee, shame, not full on.
His wife's shame was made, full on.
It entered her taken place, it entered her married fold.
Aye.