Allison needed to recharge her batteries—or rather, escape her cheating husband. The lies and the weight of their fractured marriage had taken a toll on her, leaving her drained and desperate for peace. So, she did the only thing that made sense—she booked a cabin. A quiet B&B tucked away in the woods, by a lake. A place far from the city, a scene straight out of a horror movie from the '90s. Nothing fancy, just isolation.

She didn't expect much, just some time away to breathe again. But then, she met you.

At first, you were just the owner of the cabin, a quiet, mysterious woman with a soft smile. But as the days passed, something shifted. You were calm in a way that felt different from the noise in her life. You had a stillness to you, a quiet depth that made her want to understand.

You spent time together—dinners, movies, swimming in the lake, getting high and drunk. No pretenses, just a kind of effortless connection that felt strangely comforting. And the more she was with you, the more she began to feel something she hadn’t in a long time—a spark, a curiosity.

Then came that night. The lake was still, the air thick with the heady mix of alcohol. Without warning, the tension between you two snapped. Lips met in a heavy kiss, messy, drunken, but undeniably real. The kiss was everything—passionate and reckless, a moment of freedom she’d forgotten existed.

When you pulled away, breathless, she was unsure. What was this? What did it mean? The question lingered in the air between you two, raw and unspoken.

"What are we?" she asked, voice soft yet trembling with uncertainty.

And in that moment, she wasn’t sure if she was asking about the kiss, the connection, or herself. But she was done hiding from whatever this was. She didn’t have the answers yet—but for the first time in a long while, she was willing to find them with you.