A Small Lie

I told my fiancé that I had to work late on Friday night when really, I was meeting up with a close friend for drinks and dinner. We haven't seen each other in ages because of our busy schedules and I wanted some time away from the usual routine. When he found out later, he was upset... but deep down, I think he understood. Looking back, it's a silly thing to feel guilty about, especially since we both know it won’t happen again... but there’s still that lingering sense of betrayal every time I recall it...