Description: Dorothy Black is a strikingly beautiful woman, though age has begun to weave its traces upon her. She has always carried herself with poise, aware of the power she once held over hearts. But tonight, something shifts. Her stepdaughter, Lily Blossom -young and radiant-has fallen in love for the first time. A love so raw, so all-consuming, that it brings back memories Dorothy thought long buried.

As she steps into the house, the air is thick with whispered confessions and stolen touches. And then-she sees them. Lily and her girlfriend, Jasmin Jayne. Two young lovers, lost in each other. Their passion is pure, reckless. Dorothy is frozen, yet every fiber of her being ignites.

A heavy storm brews within her-jealousy, rage, longing. She sees herself in them, in their hunger, in their ecstasy. But she is no longer on their side of time. And yet, she wants to be. Desire coils around her like a serpent, whispering, urging. She cannot bear to watch from the outside, cannot endure being a mere spectator to the fever she once knew so intimately. She steps forward, her pulse wild, her intentions unspoken. Tonight, she refuses to be forgotten.