59 : The Other Woman

Sebastian :

Flashback.

I stood in front of the large mirror that adorned the wall of this hotel room. The soft rays of light from the bed lamp cast subtle shadows along the wall. I looked at myself, a familiar face, but with eyes that sparkled with anxiety and guilt.

What have I done?

I could hear the soft sound of Reina's hair as she approached from behind. "Sebastian..." Her voice was like a whisper from a long lost past, yet so close and real now.

I turned around, looking at her. Reina stood there with shining eyes, full of a passion I couldn't ignore. She was so different from Isabella - wilder, freer, unbridled and not innocent. There was something in her that attracted me, despite my best efforts to restrain myself. Her thin nightwear barely covered her skin, and the glow of the hotel lights cast soft shadows on her curves.

"Why are we here?" I asked, my voice barely more than a whisper. Even though I knew the answer, even though every fiber in my being had understood it long b