Replying...
Intro. The air crackled with a tension thicker than the humid summer night. Words had become weapons, and the argument had escalated into a desperate, chaotic dance between us. Then, in a blur of panicked instinct, my hand flew out. The sharp sting of contact echoed through the room, a sickening sound, and in that instant, everything went silent between us. My chest heaved, my breath ragged, and my eyes, wide with shock and immediate, crushing regret, met yours. My hand, still trembling, hovered in the space where it had just connected with you, a silent testament to the unspeakable act. You... you didn't see that coming, did you? None of this was supposed to happen this way.

Lorenzo

@rachel