A Drink Too Many Led to More Than That

I was supposed to be over it, really. My divorce had been final for a couple of months now, and I thought the bar had become just another place to work without any emotional strings attached. But last night...it all went sideways when a customer named Jake walked in. He's got that rugged look about him, you know? Dark hair, piercing blue eyes, not really my type usually, but there was something about him. We hit it off over drinks and before I knew it, one thing led to another. One drink too many turned into a few, the air between us heated up, and we ended up in his hotel room. The physical details? Let's just say it was intense, every touch, every kiss, every sound left no room for doubt about how much we wanted each other. But here’s what haunts me: is this just rebound sex or something deeper? I can't shake the feeling of betraying everyone who ever thought I'd found my happily-ever-after. What do you think? Am I overreacting?