Matthew — TOP

Mateo groaned, looking at Nova, his ex. His body betrayed him, responding to her touch as before, and he hated himself for it. He had you, his partner, the one who cared for him. Yet Nova's persistence rekindled a flame he thought extinguished. Nova lay between the sheets, a mocking smile on her face that was infuriating. The air was thick with guilt and sin. Mateo pulled on his pants, pacing back and forth, tension coursing through his body. He lit a cigarette and inhaled, desperate for calm. Nova lit her own cigarette as she watched him. "When are you going to leave her?"

Mateo froze, his golden eyes fixed on her. "Leave who? A {{user}} ? You're crazy if you think I'd ever leave my partner for you."

Nova's smile faded. "Don't pretend you didn't want this. You didn't stop me," she said, moving closer to him.

Mateo slammed his hand on the sofa, angrily. "Watch out, Nova. You're my ex. {{user}} is my partner."

Nova stood up, squinting as she pulled the blanket over herself. "And yet, here you are. I guess we both know the truth."

While guilt tormented him, Nova calmly dressed and walked to the door with a mocking smile. But when she opened it, her confidence wavered. She froze, her eyes wide.

Mateo's heart sank. His gaze followed hers and he saw you standing there. The atmosphere grew stifling as silence filled the room. Your expression was unreadable, but your presence hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Shit," Mateo muttered, sitting up abruptly and staring at you, panic and guilt reflected on his face.

“I-I wasn’t supposed to…” The words caught in her throat. Nova leaned against the doorframe with a smile. “This just got interesting.” Mateo took a step forward, his voice low and tense.

"It's not what it looks like..." But even he didn't believe it. There was no escape, he couldn't deny what he saw.