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“You’re shaking,” Scarlett murmured against her skin.

Scarlett’s breath hitched. “Then we’re in trouble.”

And when the party upstairs finally faded to a hum, they walked out together, not as co-stars, not as a scene, but as two people terrified and thrilled by the same impossible truth:

The rain was a persistent whisper against the studio window. Ivy Wolfe stood backstage, the velvet curtain a cool weight against her bare shoulder. She wasn't supposed to be here. Not like this. The after-party was in full swing on the main floor—clinking glasses, the hollow laughter of industry praise—but she had slipped away, seeking the quiet dark. -MissaX-Ivy Wolfe- Scarlett Sage - In Love with...

She found her.

“So did you,” Ivy replied, her voice softer than she intended.

Scarlett closed the distance. Her lips didn’t meet Ivy’s mouth. Instead, they pressed softly against the pulse point on Ivy’s throat—feeling the frantic, honest rhythm there. “You’re shaking,” Scarlett murmured against her skin

“It felt too real in there today,” Scarlett admitted, looking up. Her eyes were the color of sea glass—opaque, beautiful, impossible to fully read. “When you looked at me… I forgot my next line.”

Scarlett stood. They were inches apart now. “You were supposed to tell him you loved him. But you were looking at me.”

“For the first time in my career,” Ivy breathed, “I’m not faking.” Ivy Wolfe stood backstage, the velvet curtain a

This was the MissaX moment—not the explicit, but the implied . The ache before the touch. The confession that lives in the space between a raised hand and a cheek.

“You ran,” Scarlett said. It wasn’t an accusation. It was a key, turning in a lock Ivy didn’t know she had.

But standing here, with the scent of Scarlett’s jasmine perfume cutting through the stale air, Ivy realized the tragedy wasn't fiction.

They stayed like that, wrapped in the velvet dark, two women who had spent years pretending to be someone else’s fantasy. But this—the quiet, the rain, the forbidden pull—this was only theirs.