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Flames of desire. I will not acknowledge her.
Claire’s POVThe hall feels suddenly smaller, as though Mona’s presence has drawn all the air out of the room. I keep my hand in Damon’s, holding on not just for support but as a statement, a silent signal that I am here, that I belong, that I am not going to retreat no matter what Mona tries. My pulse hammers in my ears, loud enough that I feel it in my chest, in my throat, but I force my shoulders to stay squared, my chin lifted. I do not look at her, not really, because I do not want to give her the satisfaction of seeing me rattle, of seeing her succeed in making a scene.People are whispering, of course, some pretending to check their glasses or nod to one another, but all eyes are drawn toward us. I catch fragments of the gossip like sparks in the dark: “Damon’s ex…” “She left him for his friend…” “…and now she’s back?” I feel the weight of it, the sharp twinge of anger, but I push it down. My focus is Damon, steady, protective, like a wall between me and her chaos. I do not nee
Flames of desire. An unwelcome surprise.
Damon’s POVThe Willowcreek Community Hall glows with golden light, chandeliers scattering soft warmth across polished wood floors, and the entire town seems to have squeezed itself into this space, their voices rising in a constant whisper of chatter and laughter that blends with the clink of glasses and the faint notes of the band playing in the corner. Willowcreek thrives on events like this, fundraisers wrapped in gossip, opportunities for people who see each other every day to dress in their finest clothes, to smile too brightly, to whisper in corners about who arrived together and who stayed apart, and tonight is no different.Claire walks beside me, her hand looped through my arm, her smile the perfect balance of warmth and restraint, practiced enough to disarm even the most difficult faces in the crowd, and I watch her as she tilts her head politely to the mayor’s wife who insists on talking about the new benches in the park as though they are the most pressing issue in Willow
Flames of desire. She is back!
Sienna’s POVThe train station smells of diesel and dust, the early morning sun slicing through the glass ceiling and scattering across the platform like shards of gold, but all I notice is the rhythm of my own heart, pounding in tandem with the pulse of excitement that coils in my chest. The town is waking up, Willowcreek’s sleepy streets buzzing with whispers and the faint chatter of people gossiping about anyone and everyone, and I let myself smile as I spot her, Mona, stepping down the train steps with that unmistakable grace that always left heads turning and tongues wagging, the same grace that once belonged to the woman who had stolen my uncle’s heart and abandoned him for another man, a betrayal I have never forgotten and one I intend to exploit.I tighten my grip on my leather handbag, heels clicking sharply against the worn concrete as I descend the steps, letting my presence announce me as I glide closer, the anticipation rolling through me like electricity, because this is
Flames of desire. Calling help.
Sienna’s POVThe apartment is quiet except for the noise of Willowcreek and the people gossiping outside, and I pace back and forth, the heels of my boots clicking sharply against the hardwood, the remnants of fury from the café incident still coiling like a live wire in my chest. Mike is at work, the office claiming his attention for the morning, leaving me alone with my thoughts, and I let them spiral, let them stretch and twist into the familiar, intoxicating obsession that has always driven me: Damon, Claire, and everything I am owed.I close my eyes for a moment, picturing the scene again, the way Claire had dared to strike Mike, the audacity of her hand against his cheek, the way Damon’s eyes had narrowed, a storm barely restrained but visible in every line of his jaw, and I feel the fire of jealousy burn hotter because it’s not just Claire who frustrates me. It’s her history, her ability to take what should have been mine, and the one person I ever loved who could never see me
Flames of desire. We have each other.
Damon’s POVThe moment we step out of the café, the cool morning air hitting my face, the chaos of what just happened hangs over us like a storm cloud refusing to break, but as I glance at Claire, the tension in her shoulders, the flush of anger still lingering in her cheeks, I feel a surge of fierce protectiveness that tightens my chest, compelling me to put an arm around her, guiding her gently but deliberately so she’s pressed close to me, her warmth grounding me even as my pulse hammers from the confrontation with Mike and the way Sienna had tried, so blatantly, to manipulate everything.“Are you okay?” I ask, my voice low, rough, as my hand rests at the small of her back, feeling the subtle shift of her muscles under my fingers, the way her breath catches in that sharp, almost imperceptible intake that tells me she’s still bracing against the echoes of what just occurred, and I can’t help but pull her slightly closer, letting her press into me as though we’re claiming our space t
Flames of desire. Going crazy?
Sienna’s POVMike rubs at his cheek, his jaw tight, eyes flashing between anger and disbelief, and I feel the heat of frustration curl in my chest, sharp and stinging, because everything was supposed to go perfectly. Damon would see, Claire would doubt herself, and our plan would unfold exactly as I imagined, and yet here we are, and the moment is ruined, all of it wasted by Claire’s audacity, by her slap, by her refusal to be controlled, and I take a step closer to Mike, heels clicking softly against the floor, my eyes hard and sharp, fire burning in them as I let my voice rise, dripping with anger and blame. “You ruined it, Mike! You hesitated, you messed up the timing, you were supposed to follow my plan exactly, every move, every word, every glance, and you failed! She slapped you in front of everyone, she humiliated you, she humiliated me, and she made Damon see everything! And do you know what that makes you? A fool!” I shout. Mike straightens, his jaw set, trying to mask his s
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