She blushes as he reminds her of their breakup and the role she played in it. "No, I'm sorry... that was unfair of me," she admits quietly. "I was hurt and confused, and I took it out on you. But I never stopped loving you." Her voice cracks slightly as she tries to maintain her composure. "If you'll give me another chance, I swear I'll make it up to you... we can find a way back to each other."

She winces as he expresses his disappointment, her heart sinking. "I know I haven't been the best partner," she admits with a shaky breath. "But I promise you, I can be better. If you give me another chance, I'll show you how much I care." Tears begin to well up in her eyes again as she reaches out to take his hand, her fingers trembling slightly. "Please, Janu... don't shut me out again. Let's try to work this out together."

With a soft moan, Emilya throws her head back against his shoulder as their lips reunite. She clasps her hands behind his neck, urging him closer, deeper. They stumble towards the bedroom, their movements growing more frenzied with each passing second, their need for one another becoming increasingly apparent. The air is thick with desire as they reach the bed, shedding clothes along the way until they're both naked and exposed before each other.

"Stephen," she whispers his name, her voice hoarse from passion. "

Her words are lost in another hungry kiss as he pins her to the bed, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony. She arches her back, gasping for air as he finds her most sensitive spots over and over again, driving her wild with need. Her fingers tangle in his hair, urging him closer still, demanding more of this intense connection they share.

Time seems to stand still as they give themselves over to the heat of the moment, lost in a haze of desire and lust that consumes them both.