My Secret Experiment in the Law Library

I never thought I'd be one of those people who would secretly bring a lover to the most unexpected places. But here I am, confessing my hidden affair that started as an experiment during our late-night study sessions at the university law library. It began innocently enough, with long discussions about cases and court rulings until we realized there was more tension between us than just intellectual rivalry. The first time we crossed a line was on a cold winter night when no one else was around, hidden in a dimly lit corner with only whispers and stolen glances to guide us. I feel ashamed admitting it because my marriage is still intact and I love my wife deeply, but the allure of forbidden passion had an undeniable pull. Was this just curiosity or something deeper? How do I face myself when I come home after each secret rendezvous in the hallowed halls of legal scholarship? Please share your thoughts, am I alone in feeling conflicted about this?