From all those possibilities, it came down to one single moment when what happened seemed almost inevitable. It was as if some force akin to gravity pulled us into orbit around each other, pulling us closer and closer until my hand touched her face and then we kissed.
There was nothing either one of us could do about it; despite the lives we both had, waiting there for us to return to them. Neither of us was free, neither of us could afford to risk everything on this one accident of fate that could destroy both of us and the lives we had created around ourselves.
Stronger, though, than any of the reasons why not, was this force that pulled us together. A force that pulled us out of our ordinary lives and into a new world that neither of us knew before.
We knew it would not, could not last, but when we were there together it seemed as though our real lives were just the fading wisps of dreams left behind in some fantasy world beyond the door of this room and this was the real, the solid, the actual.
Nothing else seemed to matter.