I was a wife, a mother, and had nearly forgotten the woman I was on my own. This young man was the one who awakened that part of me again. My relationship with him felt fresh, genuinely joyful, and thrilling. Of course, I never intended to betray my husband or my son. Yet, I couldn't bring myself to end it. Honestly, I surrendered everything to his words. I felt deeply guilty toward my husband and child. But in the midst of being held and loved daily, wrapped in pleasure, I found myself unable to escape. Somewhere along the way, a hidden, depraved side of me—long dormant—began to awaken, along with a craving for pleasure. Beyond that point, I simply stopped caring about the consequences.