Chapter 3: Climax
Sweat glistened off Bob's forehead as his breath hitched, deep and heavy. Lisa's fingers laced through his, tugging gently as she whispered teasingly into his ear, "Don't worry, it's always been you, babe."
But the words landed with a weight that did anything but comfort.
It was Monday night, and the week had barely begun. The sprawling suburban home stood silent and dark, windows glistening in the dim evening haze. Inside, comforting decor and meticulous orderliness settled across the space.