24 parts Ongoing Just then, I noticed Mia moving closer, seemingly oblivious to our tension. She reached out, a playful smile still on her lips. "Luna! Come back and dance with me!"
Sera's eyes flashed with anger, her expression shifting to something fierce and protective. "No," she said, her voice dangerously low. "Stay here."
Mia hesitated, sensing the shift in the air. "Just a dance," she said, her smile fading slightly.
"Back off," Sera snapped, her voice rising as she glared at Mia. "I'm serious. She's with me."
"Come on, Sera," I interjected, trying to diffuse the situation. "It's just dancing."
But Sera was already stepping forward, her eyes fixed on Mia with an intensity that sent a chill down my spine. "I don't care who you are. Stay away from her."
Mia's playful demeanor evaporated, replaced by confusion and concern. "I didn't mean any harm," she said, raising her hands defensively.
Sera took a menacing step closer, her voice a low growl. "I won't warn you again."
Before I could react, Sera's hand shot out, and she pulled a small gun from her jacket, aiming it toward the floor near Mia's feet. The loud bang echoed through the venue, and guests turned to stare, their laughter dying instantly.
"Get lost," Sera spat, her eyes blazing with fury. Mia stumbled back, shock written across her face as she turned and quickly walked away.
I was frozen, my heart racing in my chest. "Sera, what the hell?!"
Sera lowered her weapon, but her eyes remained locked on the spot where Mia had stood. "You don't understand," she said, her voice strained. "I won't let anyone come near you like that."
I was reeling, caught between disbelief and anger. "You can't just scare people like that! This is insane!"
There is a very thin line between obsession and love and not knowing that can definitely complicate things.
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