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One Warning. No Second Chances.
The hotel hallway was quiet, but the tension between them was deafening.
Bethany wasn’t here to argue.
She wasn’t here to explain.
She was here to make one thing painfully clear.
🌃 A Cornered Moment
Bethany’s eyes burned with fury as she blocked Lynette’s path in the dimly lit hallway.
City lights flickered through the window, casting long shadows across the walls.
“If I ever see you following Larry again,” Bethany said sharply,
“or trying to contact him… I won’t let it slide.”
Her voice wasn’t loud.
It didn’t need to be.
😨 Cracks in the Calm
Lynette froze mid-step.
Her composed expression faltered—just enough to show fear underneath.
She opened her mouth, then stopped.
Bethany stepped closer, fists clenched, nails digging into her palms.
“Do you understand me?” she demanded.
The silence was suffocating.
Finally, Lynette swallowed hard and nodded.
“Yes… I understand,” she whispered.
But Bethany wasn’t done.
🔥 Lines Drawn in Stone
Bethany’s mind raced—missed calls, subtle moves, unwanted attention.
This wasn’t just jealousy.
It was protection.
“Good,” Bethany said, her tone cold and controlled.
“Because if I find out again, Lynette… it won’t end well for you.”
Lynette looked away, shaken.
“I get it,” she said quietly. “I won’t do it again. I promise.”
Bethany studied her for a moment, letting the silence press down hard.
“I hope for your sake you mean that,” she replied.
“Because next time… there won’t be a warning.”
⚡ The Calm Before the Storm
Bethany turned and walked away, heels clicking sharply against the marble floor.
Behind her, Lynette stood frozen—pale, tense, shaken to her core.
“Remember what I said,” Bethany called over her shoulder.
“One more mistake… and you’ll regret it.”
The hallway felt colder once she was gone.
Bethany knew the truth as she moved forward—
boundaries had been drawn, and she would enforce them without hesitation.
But deep down, she also knew this confrontation was only the beginning.
Because storms like this don’t pass quietly…
they build.
They wait.
And when they hit, they leave nothing untouched. 🌩️🔥
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