Winnie's cheeks flushed a deeper crimson, her eyes shimmering with anticipation.
Ethan's gaze remained fixed on me, unyielding.
I finally looked up.
My almond-shaped eyes were calm as a deep pool, devoid of any emotion.
A nameless rage coiled tight in Ethan's chest.
My indifferent demeanor felt like a needle driven straight into his pride.
Amid the cacophony of whoops and catcalls, Ethan suddenly reached out and clamped his hand around the back of Winnie's neck.
Drunk and pent-up, he leaned down and kissed her fiercely—rough and unforgiving.
Winnie's eyes flew wide in shock before fluttering shut.
Her arms looped around his shoulders as she melted into the kiss, responding with eager devotion.
The bonfire silhouetted their pressed-together forms, their kiss deep and lingering.
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