"Seven years as best friends... bound by a single rule forged in self-deception."
A single night’s mistake completely shattered the boundary that once kept them safe.
Waking up to rumpled bedsheets and an intimate touch their bodies could never forget, the only compromise Jean offered to preserve their distance was a cold, calculated arrangement:
Just friends who help each other release. No catching feelings, and never crossing the line into the light of day.
Vawa gritted her teeth and accepted the terms, terrified of losing the woman she loved more than life itself—even as a sharp ache festered deep within her soul, whispering that her unique body was destined to be nothing more than a secret outlet in the dark, unworthy of ever standing beside Jean as an equal partner.
Yet the further they try to pull apart, the more the gravity between them forces them together. Every lingering gaze, every breath of shared warmth, and every stolen touch relentlessly crushes their fragile rules to dust.
When one woman erects walls to shield herself from fear, and the other barters her dignity just to stay close, this trial of the heart within four narrow walls will demand an answer:
Who will be the first to surrender?
"Because within this orbit... neither was ever just a friend."