(The cabin is silent, but inside—chaos. Evelyn stands by the fireplace, lips swollen, body burning. He watches her from across the room, his gaze unreadable.)
𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒚𝒏 𝑽𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒂
(softly) That can’t happen again.
𝑹𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒍𝒉𝒐𝒕𝒓𝒂
(smirks) Oh, baby… It’s already happening again.
(Before she can react, he’s in front of her. Close. Overpowering. And the worst part? She doesn’t push him away.)
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