The One That Got Away?

So I'm this first-year law student, trying to figure everything out. It's been like a whirlwind of exams and trying to make friends in class without getting too cliquey or just falling into the same social circle everyone else is in. And yes, I've dated casually here and there, but nothing serious. Last semester, this girl named Clara came onto me pretty hard one night at the bar. We had a drink and I thought maybe it would be fun to get to know her better, you know? Fast forward a few weeks, we're hanging out more, talking on the phone late into the night. She’s really smart, funny when she wants to be, but she has this edge that makes me curious. So here's where things got messy. We've been flirting with each other like crazy but neither of us wants to commit to anything real yet. I know we're both testing the waters a bit, and maybe it’s not just about seeing if we can have sex or not, but also figuring out how well we mesh as people first. Last week was exam week though, so everyone is more stressed and on edge than usual. Clara texted me late one night during finals week asking to meet up at my place, she said it was something urgent. I thought maybe she wanted to talk about studying together or just needed a break from all the stress herself too. When I opened the door, her clothes were already off though and we went straight into my bedroom without saying much. The next thing I knew, we're both naked and breathing heavily, our bodies touching in ways that felt so new yet familiar at the same time. Clara's breasts were soft under my hands as they brushed against them, her nipples hard and eager for me to touch more. She kissed me deeply, our tongues exploring each other with urgency. When we finally came together, it was this intense moment of release where I felt everything else in the world melt away. Afterward, we lay there panting, trying to catch our breaths while the reality of what had just happened sank in. We didn't talk much about it that night; instead, we kept things light and casual when she left. The next day Clara acted like nothing had changed between us. I asked her how she was feeling about everything, and she laughed off my concerns saying “it’s complicated.” But honestly, this is driving me crazy now. Did we just hook up because of stress? Or did it mean more than that to both of us? I need answers but am terrified to push too hard for fear of ruining any chance of something real between us.