I think I’m falling in love. With a married man 20 years my senior. I met him on a train 6 months ago, and we hit it off. We’ve been spending time together when he’s in town ever since. He makes me laugh, and he’s kind, and he has the most beautiful smile I’ve ever seen. We have interesting conversations, and I feel like my world is broader and brighter for having him in it. Nothing has happened between us, but there’s this constant electrical spark, and connection that overwhelms me sometimes. He’s going to NYC in a few weeks, and since I’ve never been, he’s invited me to go with him. I feel like this is the point of no return, and as incredibly guilty as I feel every time I think about his wife, I don’t know if I can bring myself to say no.