Just leave me alone for a while… I don’t want to deal with anything.

Just leave me alone for a while… I don’t want to deal with anything, she said, turning away, but the quiet didn’t last long, because the room still held the warmth of their presence, his and hers, the way their eyes followed her, not pushing, not forcing, just waiting, and somehow that patience felt more intense than anything else, her breath unsteady as she felt one of them step closer, a soft voice breaking the silence, gentle, almost teasing, while the other moved just behind her, close enough that she could feel the heat without being touched, and despite herself, the tension pulled her in, not away, her guard slowly slipping as fingers brushed lightly against her arm, hesitant at first, giving her time to pull back, but she didn’t, instead she closed her eyes for a second, as if deciding something, and when she turned back toward them, the space between all three disappeared, their closeness wrapping around her, confusing yet thrilling, one of them lifting her chin slightly while the other’s hand found hers, grounding her, steadying the rush of emotions, and when the first kiss came, it wasn’t rushed or overwhelming, just soft and lingering, enough to make her forget what she had said earlier, enough to make her lean in instead of away, the moment deepening not with urgency but with shared warmth, three hearts caught in something unspoken, something unexpected, where hesitation slowly turned into quiet acceptance, and in that fragile, heated silence, she realized she didn’t want to be alone anymore.