More Like Enemigas

I close my eyes for a moment, hoping that I’m dreaming. Maybe I’ll wake up, and this won’t be happening. But when I open them again, my fear is confirmed.

Silvana is cupping Valentina’s face, their lips clearly still tingling from the kiss I just interrupted. Now, Valentina looks at me in complete shock, and Silvana just smirks.

“What the hell is going on here?” I ask, my voice trembling, a raw mix of hurt and confusion leaking through. Valentina quickly pushes Silvana away.

“Isa, please, let me explain,” Valentina stammers. “I promise it’s not what it looks like.”