The intensity of the kiss they shared was unlike anything they had ever known—raw, desperate, filled with years of pain and longing. In that single moment, the barriers between them shattered.
The agony of betrayal, the fury of lost years, the gnawing doubt that had plagued them both—all of it melted away, leaving only the undeniable truth of what had once been.
But the euphoria was fleeting. As they finally pulled apart, both gasping for breath, reality slammed into them like a tidal wave.
Eve's eyes widened in sheer panic. Her hands shot up to cover her mouth, as if to erase what had just transpired.
"What did we just do?!" she choked out, her voice trembling as she pushed past Harry and began pacing the living room in frantic, erratic steps. "We're adults—responsible adults—this shouldn't have happened!"
