I Knew I Shouldn't Have Been in There

She knew she shouldn’t be there. But boredom—and curiosity—had turned into something darker, something she couldn’t resist. Now, sprawled naked on her neighbor’s bed with a stolen toy between her legs, Emma’s obsession was about to collide with reality. The front door clicked. Fuck. No time to hide, no time to explain. And then Melissa walked in, saw everything, and instead of yelling, she smiled. The words that came next changed everything: “Don’t stop on my account.”