Curiosity Wins IV

Adam's hands on my waist, before I could move away from him, sent a rush of conflicting emotions coursing through me.

I wanted to push him away, to scream at him for what he had done, but at the same time, I couldn't deny the familiar warmth that spread through my body at his touch. It had been so long since I had felt his hands on me, and a part of me had missed it, had craved it, despite everything.

At the party, I had been on drugs, a drug that had heightened my anger, and control over my emotions. But now, at this moment, when Adam's explanations were contraindicating to mine, I was confused.

As his lips brushed against my neck in a soft kiss, I felt a wave of nostalgia wash over me. It was like stepping back in time, to a time when things were simpler, when I still believed in us. But reality came crashing back as I remembered the pain and betrayal he had caused me.