When to stop looking?

She was not standing in his line of vision but he saw her. He knew there was a woman waiting for him at home, the one he had married with his own consent, crushing all societal norms while doing it.  He knew it and he remembered it. Yet, he looked.

She knew he was looking at her and she liked it. She knew he was married but she liked it.

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