I love my husband—I always have. He is my partner, my safe place, the man who has stood by my side through every joy and struggle. But lately, something inside me has shifted, something I never saw coming.

It started with the way my boss looks at me—steady, intense, like he sees something in me that I had forgotten was there. The way he speaks, the confidence in his voice, the way he carries himself—it all pulls me in, awakening something raw and unfiltered. It’s not just attraction. It’s the way my body reacts before my mind can catch up. The way my heart races when he’s near. The way I catch myself lingering a little too long, my pulse betraying me.

I tell myself it’s harmless, just a flicker of excitement in an otherwise ordinary routine. But the truth is, I crave that feeling. I crave the way he makes me feel—alive, wanted, seen. And that realization terrifies me. Because if my marriage is built on love, then why does this new fire inside me feel so undeniable?

I don’t know what to do with this uncertainty. I don’t want to betray my husband, but I also can’t ignore the way my boss stirs something deep within me, something I can’t control. And the more I try to suppress it, the more it grows, leaving me questioning not just my desires—but who I really am.