They both knew how wrong it was.
He didn't love her, and she didn't love him. Gemma was her best friend, and best friends don't betray one another. Do they?
It all started when she wandered through the woods, when Gemma and Ann weren't with her in the realms. Every other night, she took midnight walks and stared at the moon.
Then one night, she happened upon the gypsy camp, and didn't know what she was doing.
She intended to go to Ithal, but instead wandered to Kartik.
Best friends don't betray each other, do they?
She climbed in and kissed him, ever boldly, and he tried not to respond.
But, like she had counted on, he was a man, and men liked sex.
"is that what im doing?" she thought to herself.
Before she though again they were both naked and panting. He slid into her as she moaned in pleasure, and he began at a slow pace.
"please, more." She pleaded. He thrusted harder, faster, and at each request of hers, complied.
And at the end of each night out, Felicity did feel like a traitor to her friend. She felt like a traitor to Kirtik, for making his love for her best friend vanish. She hated herself for ruining something that wasn't hers to touch.
She hated that she betrayed herself.
She hated that she now loved Kartik.