Her body moved on its own, leading her toward the door. Through the small gap, she caught sight of two familiar figures tangled together, wild yet restrained.
“Irwin, I love it when you do this to me. Come on, I can take it.”
Ava twisted her waist seductively, desperate to hook Irwin in.
His breaths were ragged, heavy with restraint. With the last shred of his sanity, he forced himself to pull away.
“No… your heart won’t be able to handle it…”
“Oh? And Sue’s artificial heart can? Come on, Irwin, stop holding back. Whatever she can’t give you, I can.”
Irwin gritted his teeth, struggling against his own desire. “It’s different…”
“How is it different? Are you saying she knows your body better than I do?” Ava scoffed.
“No… I don’t love her. Whatever happens to her, I wouldn’t care. But you… I love you, Ava.”
Under Ava’s relentless teasing, Irwin finally caved, completely losing control.
Outside the door, Sue’s hand trembled as she recorded the scene with her phone.
‘I love you, Irwin.’
She had once said those words in the heat of the moment, believing he loved her just as fiercely.
But the deeper the love, the deeper the hate.