It was wrong. Dead wrong. And yet neither of them could stop.
One final push, one final kiss, and they were left breathless and trembling, perfectly intertwined.
Amelia had always waited for Nick's return, ever since they were inseparable as children. Three long years passed, and when she came home and their eyes met, she knew that day had finally arrived. But Nick was no longer the same: cold, sarcastic, and angry, the kindhearted childhood friend she had always loved was gone without a trace.
Heric, on the other hand, didn't seem to have changed. Always distant and composed, incapable of showing his feelings, he still saw her as a childish and immature girl he couldn't control. He was also the new coach of the swim team she was forced to join.
Both brothers made it clear right away that they didn't want her around, and yet neither of them seemed able to sever the bond that had always tied them to her. Between lake parties, family dinners, fights, school dances, and training, Amelia would have to face those dangerous and forbidden feelings that no one was able to control.
Is cheating always meant to be physical?
What if he emotionally betrays you?
But what do you call it when your husband shares his dreams, emotions, victories, and time with another woman...
slowly forgets that you even exist?
(Short story)