[FEMPOV]

°• Enemies are what everyone says you are, if they knew the truth, the nights... the savagery, if they said it no one would believe it. After all, you always fought, no matter how small or silly it was there you were, fighting, everyone at work was already used to the fights, even your bosses, but no one cared since it was a recurring thing, This was actually good for you, no one would suspect you no matter the place, they heard moans and you weren't there, they wouldn't suspect you, since you hated each other and it was "impossible"