A Secret From My Shift

I know it might sound crazy, but there’s something I’ve been keeping from my husband and everyone at work for years now. It started a few months after I got married and began working as a nurse in the ER. One night, while on duty, a patient was brought in who needed some special care. He was handsome and looked like he could be out of a romance novel. As we were alone with him in his room, something sparked between us. We talked for hours, getting to know each other better than any stranger should, but it felt so right at the time. When I finally left his room later that night, knowing my shift was over and that he would soon be too, there was no going back. The moment lingered in the air like a forbidden promise. Since then, whenever we’re alone or think nobody is watching, we find ways to sneak around and connect in private. It’s not something I’m proud of, it goes against everything my nursing ethics teach me, but there’s just this pull that keeps us together despite knowing it could ruin both our lives if anyone ever found out.