With their hearts alight and their chests burning they stared at each other.
In that moment all thoughts of her father, all thoughts of what happened in the past and everything that had transpired afterwards were swept away in their minds.
All they wanted was each other.
Sure, things could never be forgiven, and of course there was still all that history between them.
Also, the threat of her father barging into the room at any moment — unless Uta had already dealt with him beforehand — still lingered in the air. But right now, that didn't matter.
It had been so long. So long since these feelings had become so overwhelming, so overbearing and on the verge of overflowing.
Lena's eyes glowed red in the almost darkness and matched Uta's own eyes, that seemed to glow evermore.
Ignoring the pain that still wracked her body, she took a tentative step towards the male before her, and reached up and placed her arms round his neck, his hands followed suit and grazed her hips as his arms wound round her back.
Their lips feverishly met and they melded together, igniting the heat that still burned between them.