Rival Hearts: An Unexpected Duo!

"Freen, darling," Heidi cooed, her voice dripping with concern. "I rushed over as soon as I heard. Are you alright?" She reached out, attempting to stroke Freen's cheek, but Freen deftly stepped out of her reach.

"Heidi," Freen said, her voice sharp and laced with annoyance. "Why are you here?"

"Why wouldn't I be here?" Heidi retorted, her dark eyes flashing. "I saw the news reports, Freen. I was so worried. You mean so much to me. I don't know what I'd do if anything happened to you."

A deliberate cough echoed from the living room, drawing their attention. Becky cleared her throat, making her presence known. Heidi's gaze shifted over Freen's shoulder, landing on Becky, who sat composed on the couch. Becky offered a polite smile and a small wave. "Hi," she said, her voice calm and even.

Confusion and a flicker of anger crossed Heidi's features. She turned back to Freen, her eyes narrowed. "Who the hell is that?" she demanded, her voice laced with suspicion.

"None of your damn business," Freen snapped, her patience wearing thin.

Heidi stormed past Freen, her eyes blazing, and positioned herself squarely in front of Becky. "Alright, spill," she demanded, her voice laced with a venomous sweetness. "Who are you, and what are you doing in my Freen's apartment?"

Becky raised an eyebrow, a slow, deliberate movement that conveyed both amusement and disdain. "My, my," she drawled, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips. "Someone's territorial. I believe I'm the one who's going to excuse myself from this… fascinating display." She rose from the couch, her movements fluid and controlled. "Wouldn't want to interrupt your… domestic bliss."

Freen stepped forward, her voice sharp with a hint of desperation. "Becky, please, don't go. This is… this is ridiculous."

"Oh, I think it's perfectly clear who should be leaving," Heidi interjected, her voice dripping with possessiveness. "And it's not me."

"Heidi, that's enough," Freen warned, her voice low and dangerous.

"No, Freen, it's quite alright," Becky said, her voice calm, but with an edge of steel. She walked past Heidi, her gaze sweeping over the other woman, a silent assessment that left Heidi feeling vaguely uneasy. Reaching Freen at the open door, Becky's expression softened, a hint of warmth in her eyes. "Thank you for the wine, Freen," she said, her voice gentle. "It was… unexpectedly pleasant." She lightly grazed Freen's arm with her fingertips, a fleeting touch that sent a shiver down Freen's spine. "I'll see you soon," she added, her voice laced with a subtle promise.

Freen's breath hitched. "Thank you for coming," she replied, her voice sincere, her eyes pleading with Becky to stay.

Becky offered a small, enigmatic smile, then winked, a playful gesture that belied the tension in the room, before gracefully exiting.

Freen exhaled a long, frustrated breath, immediately feeling the sharp sting of Becky's absence. She slammed the door shut, turning to face Heidi, her eyes narrowed with a simmering anger. "What the hell was that?" she demanded, her voice dangerously low.

"Well, you certainly don't waste any time," Heidi sneered, crossing her arms tightly across her chest. "Where'd the sultry womeb spring from? Is she your new… girlfriend?"

Freen scoffed, her eyes flashing with anger. "How is that any of your damn concern?"

"Freen, I came here because I was worried about you," Heidi retorted, her voice rising. "And I find you entertaining some… stranger?"

"And your point is?" Freen challenged, her voice dangerously low.

"You're seeing her!" Heidi accused, her voice sharp and accusatory.