My husband and I have a relationship that some people wouldn’t understand. He’s always been open-minded, and he doesn’t mind if I flirt and sometimes go home with someone else after a night out. In fact, he finds it thrilling to hear about my experiences and often encourages me to have fun when I go out alone. To some, it seems odd, but for us, it’s a part of the freedom we give each other, a freedom that has only strengthened our bond over the years.

Last weekend, I went to a club with friends and ended up dancing with a handsome stranger. There was a spark between us, and by the end of the night, we ended up together. When I got home, my husband was awake, waiting for me with a smile. He eagerly asked for details, and I shared everything. He listened with interest, never judging, only expressing his fascination. It’s moments like these that remind me how much he truly loves me—for who I am, without limitations.