I knew this was wrong, because after all, she had a husband and I had a girlfriend, but my inner impulses overwhelmingly overcame my reason.
However, she seemed to be avoiding me on purpose.
Several times when we met in the corridor or garage, she quickly walked away without even looking at me, as if the two of us were strangers again.
One day, I finally couldn't bear it anymore, and when I passed her in the corridor, I held her hand.
I felt her visibly freeze, and she immediately took her hand away from mine, "Don't do this. I don't want to be seen by my family."
"Why do you keep avoiding me?" I asked the question that had been bothering me for days.
"I'm someone with a family and I don't think I should..." She lowered her voice to explain.
"Shouldn't be do what? Why start it with
