A Secret from Law School

I'm a first-year law student and I care for someone who needs more than just everyday support. We have this intense connection where I take on the role of caregiver, but it's not labeled as 'Daddy' or anything like that. It feels wrong to even write about it because our dynamic is so private and unusual. Last week, after a particularly tough day, she needed extra guidance, and I found myself pushing her into submission more than usual. She cried and we both felt something shift between us, it was scary but thrilling at the same time. I worry what people would think if they knew, like maybe I'm crossing some invisible line. But honestly, it feels right for us despite everything. It's hard to admit even this much.