My husband frequently goes on business trips, and our life was like that of a single mother. One day, as I looked at my son's sleeping face, which was starting to resemble my husband's, I felt a sense of affection that crossed over into something disgusting. Before I knew it, I was kissing my son. Little did I know, he was awake… Looking back now, the loneliness from my husband's absence and my unfulfilled desires combined made me lose control.
