Rain whispered against the glass as his hand brushed hers — a touch so soft, yet it burned through the quiet. Her heartbeat stumbled, caught between fear and desire. He leaned closer, their breaths tangling, the world outside fading away. “Say something,” he murmured. She smiled faintly. “If I do… I might never stop.” And in that moment — with thunder echoing their silence — forever didn’t feel like a word. It felt like that night.