No Remorse?

What constitutes hate? Sometimes, what we term as hate may not really be hate; it may just be poor self control or lack of it. 

Heather (not real name) recently got very friendly with Kalu (not real name); at first it was an innocent friendship, Kalu is her best friend’s husband. Kalu did not date Franca(not real name) his wife for a long time; they got married six months after they met and so Heather never really had a chance to get to know Kalu well. She was in another state and only really met him during the wedding period when she spent a week with the couple; she was the Chief Bride’s Maid.

She never spoke to Kalu again until very recently when the financial institution where she worked transferred her back to the state where she started from. Franca and Kalu also lived in this state, Heather stayed with her best friend and her husband for two months till her own place was ready.

The trio of Kalu, Franca and Heather usually went to a bar in the neighbourhood every Friday night but thiis particular night, Heather and Kalu went without Franca, she decided to stay back as she was going through the early stages of pregnancy.

While there, Kalu just started talking to her like someone who had lost his mind. He went on and on about how he could never stop thinking about her after the wedding. He even begged her to live with them longer.

This made Heather move out earlier than she had planned and she carefully avoided telling Kalu where she lived. When Kalu showed up with his wife at Heather’s front door some weeks later, Hather knew that he must have tricked his wife into bringing him to her new place of abode.

From then on, Kalu paid her regular visits and somehow they became really close friends, she found that she could tell him everything but was still on her guard. 

One cool Saturday evening, it had just finished raining and while Heather sat watching a movie and entertaining herself with a bottle of wine all by herself, Kalu came calling; he helped himself to a few glasses of wine and they even had another bottle; right there on her couch, Kalu took carnal knowledge of Heather. 

Heather was shocked at her own reaction afterwards, she was indifferent and even though she enjoyed every bit of it, she didn’t lie down there yearning for more; worse still she felt no remorse.

Kalu wanted to have more of Heather but she had promised herself never to do such again. Recently while in the salon, she found herself in a group with some women and the discussion was about a woman who slept with her friend’s husband. All the other women in group were so angry, some called the woman in question wicked, saying that she hated her friend and was capable of killing her. 

Throughout the conversation, all Heather could think of was that sleeping with one’s friend’s husband does not mean you’d be able to kill her. She says that she slept with Franca’s husband once and will never do it again. She still loves her best friend and would never do anything to hurt her.

Heather claims that she has more respect for Franca now but cannot explain why, she also says that she believes that the reason she feels no remorse is because she knows that what she did was just a mistake and that she was a hundred percent sure that given the same circumstances, she wouldn’t do it again.

My major problem with this story is heather’s lack of remorse! As in, no remorse at all?!