Amira swept into the room, her movements lacking the soft, rhythmic grace that Seb had fallen in love with. She tossed her hair back, a bored pout on her lips that looked entirely foreign on Amara's features.
"Listen, I have an idea," she sighed, leaning against the doorframe. "I'm so bored, I'm going to lose my mind. Let's play a game. Are you open to a threesome?"
Seb didn't flinch. He didn't even turn his head toward her. The word felt like a physical weight in the small room. "A threesome?" he repeated, his voice dangerously level.
"Yes! I know it's not something I would usually do," Amira pushed on, moving closer, her eyes searching for the spark of interest she usually manipulated in men. "But I was hoping to spice things up a bit. You know, I'm trying to... explore."
