
Some fires are meant to warm. Others are meant to destroy.
They tried to tell themselves it was wrong—too close, too dangerous, too unforgivable. But temptation is never louder than when it is forbidden. One stolen glance, one touch held too long, and the spark caught.
Now it burned in every silence, every room they shouldn't be in together, every night when the house slept and their bodies betrayed them.
It was fire that would ruin them both. But neither wanted to put it out.
Because sometimes the flames you shouldn't touch are the only ones that make you feel alive.
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