"Noooooooo!" Peter Montgomery screamed silently in his mind the moment Ross pressed the attack. It had all started with a kiss. Ross's lips claimed Maya's with an arrogance that made Peter's blood boil.
At first, she stiffened, her entire body radiating resistance. Peter clung to that, praying she'd push him away, that she'd fight back.
But then, something shifted. It was subtle at first—a flicker of hesitation in her eyes, a momentary stillness.
Ross whispered something Peter couldn't hear, and Maya's resolve crumbled. Her lips, once unyielding, began to move hesitantly against his. She kissed him back.
It wasn't passionate or full of longing; it was tentative, restrained, as if she were forcing herself to go through the motions.
Peter's chest tightened as the realization hit him like a sledgehammer. She's doing this for me. The words echoed in his mind, a cruel mantra he couldn't escape.
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