It was more than just an arrangement with the doctor. It had turned into a full blown affair. We had met in the most unexpected of ways. I began to question everything I was doing.
Maybe this was how I was meant to meet the guy of my dreams. Our connection was mutual and undeniable. The feelings I had for him in just one week were more intense than any other relationship in my entire life. He was the first man since my husband who told me that he loved me.
And still, I was terrified. This was someone else’s husband. This couldn’t end well, could it?
Just like every night that week, I received a long love letter from the doctor when he got home. I was becoming hooked on the high.