* * *
We stood there, suspended in a silent, charged moment, our gazes locked.
Kairi's eyes, wide and glistening, weren't wet with tears, but something far more profound.
Perhaps it was the sheer exhaustion etched into her features, the remnants of a battle fought within herself, leaving her utterly depleted of excuses, of resistance.
Or perhaps, just perhaps, it was the dawning realization, a brutal clarity that only I—I, Selene, with my relentless pursuit of her deepest truths—could strip away every layer, every pretense, until she stood exposed, utterly vulnerable, with nowhere left to hide.
"Wanna continue again, Selene my love."
I only nodded. No words were spoken.
And then, our mouths met again, a collision of raw urgency, and this time… this time it wasn't a game, a calculated move in some intricate dance.
No.
This was born of desperate, undeniable need.
