Blurred Lines

Blurred Lines

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Rory only went to the game to support her childhood best friend, Alessia. A familiar face in a place that never quite felt like hers, just one night on the sidelines before going back to her own life. She didn't plan on staying after the final whistle. She definitely didn't plan on meeting the rest of the team. But when Alessia pulls her into the post match chaos, introducing her to teammates one by one, Rory finds herself slipping into something unexpectedly easy. The laughter, the teasing, the way they welcome her like she belongs. And then there's Leah. From the moment they meet, something clicks. Effortless, natural, like they've known each other longer than a few minutes. What starts as a simple introduction turns into conversations that last too long, glances that linger a little too much, and a friendship that feels dangerously close to something more. The problem is... it can't be more. Because Rory already has someone. And so does Leah. So they ignore it. Push it down. Pretend it's just friendship, just coincidence, just nothing. But feelings don't disappear just because they're inconvenient. And somewhere between match days, late nights, and stolen moments that mean more than they should, Rory realises the line isn't just blurred anymore... It's already been crossed. Because sometimes, you go to a game for someone you've always known... and leave tangled up in something you were never meant to feel.
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Valeria didn't rush. She never did. Inez was pinned beneath her, wrist locked overhead, the hold precise and impersonal. Not pain. Control. Inez scoffed anyway. "That's it?" she sneered. "I've had tutors scarier than you." Valeria said nothing. The silence pressed in. "You don't scare me," Inez added, louder. Brattier. "You just-" "Enough." One word. Flat. Final. Valeria lifted Inez's chin with two fingers, detached as a correction. "Look at me," she said coolly. "If you're going to embarrass yourself, do it properly." Inez laughed, brittle. "You think this makes you powerful?" "I don't think," Valeria replied. "I decide." Her gaze never wavered. "You provoke because it's the last control you have." "I don't belong to you," Inez snapped. Valeria leaned in, voice razor-thin. "You are my wife. You belong to consequences." She released her grip. "Say it." "No." Valeria waited. The quiet broke Inez, she hated being ignored. "...I'll behave, I'll be a good girl" Inez muttered. "Specify." Inez swallowed hard. "...I'll be your good girl" Valeria stepped back, already distant. "Good," she said. "Remember why." #1 older women-13th February (FAST PACE BOOK)

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