Bretrayed 소설 & 이야기

“But I will look, and I won’t say anything untoward. All right?” “That will be all right,” she agreed, giving my hand one last squeeze before letting go. At least we could both recognize a stalemate when we reached one. I stepped to the side, allowing my mother to gather her jacket before walking off the plane. I followed her and a moment later, my beta, Bane, fell into step behind me. Both he and my chief financial officer at Silverstreak Motors, Tala, had the good manners to pretend they hadn’t witnessed any of that conversation.

But that's how it is, without them, sometime in the future, they'll think back on it; from what they believed would have no apology, it will have one. And just by looking at each other at that moment, they said to themselves... THE BETRAYER.

Jeremiah and Suzan’s late father. ‘’Your father was my very good friend, and the both of us trusted each other. But he betrayed me. He informed me. Suzan was then very shocked, hearing that her father betrayed him. She was aware that both her father and Mr.Jeremiah were great friends. Even before the painful murder of her late father and mother, she knew how they were very close with Mr.Jeremiah. Truly, she was provoked after hearing such words of information. But then, she refused to let it be known to him that she already knew about the details of those who murdered her parents.

"This is my fault. I never should have put you through this. I promise I won't go snorkeling anymore. From now on, I'll always stay by your side." I kept sobbing, struggling to steady my breath. Without thinking, I let out a secret he hadn't known. "Emmett was the one who took me diving back then, which caused me to give birth prematurely and lose my daughter. From that moment, I promised myself I'd never go near the sea again. But when I believed you were in trouble, I didn't hesitate to jump in. Do you know how freezing that water was? How terrified and powerless I felt?" Beck's body stiffened.

"How could you trick me into coming here?" "I'm sorry, Salome," she whispered. She sounded like she was about to cry. "He made me. I didn't have a choice." I crossed my arms over my chest, feeling the sting of her betrayal. She had been one of the few people I thought I could trust. "You always have a choice, Breanna." Barnabas didn't look bothered by the drama. He leaned back and looked at Breanna. "You’re done here. Leave us."

How could you betray us like this? Shirley lowered her head and looked like she wanted to disappear on the spot. "Just yesterday Keith told me you were someone trustworthy. He insisted he was going to marry you. How could you do this to him? "Please never come to our house again. And stay away from Keith from now on!" By the time Shirley was taken away by the police, her face had gone pale. Right before leaving, she finally dropped the act and glared at me viciously. 'Keith, just wait. I'll make your life a living hell!'

hung in the air. They felt final and cold. I felt a mix of relief and dread. Victors face went pale. He didn't say anything.Isabellas eyes widened in shock. Her hand flew to her mouth. "Mom… please no…”“I've waited long for honesty. Too long for loyalty. And now I have neither " I said. My voice was steady.. My chest felt tight. "This stops here.”Victors hands clenched at his sides. I saw the battle inside him. He loved Isabella. He wanted to protect her.. He also knew I was right. He opened his mouth. Then he hesitated. He looked at Isabella. I saw the fear. Worry between them.I was sure of my decision. My hands were still shaking. I held my phone. I was ready to take the steps that would

༒ ℜ𝔞𝔣𝔣𝔞𝔢𝔩𝔢༒ The mistake people made about betrayal was assuming it announced itself. It didn't. Betrayal was quiet. Patient. It sat beside you at meetings, shook your hand, shared drinks with you, then sold pieces of your life when you weren't looking. The truly dangerous traitors weren't the greedy ones. They were the convinced ones. The ones who believed they were doing the right thing.

A note under my daughter's pillow reads, "This is our little secret. Don't tell your dad." I hold the note in my hand, and the tips of my fingers turn cold. My buddy, Liam Lywood, is my childhood friend. He always wears my old T-shirts and frequently stays at my house. My wife, Gina Stroud, often praises him. "Now this feels like a real home." Yet my five-year-old daughter, Trixie Glasby, now looks at me like I'm a stranger. It turns out, the man I treat as a brother is sleeping with my wife. And the daughter I cherish has already been brainwashed by those two shameless people into turning against me! When I slap the note down in front of Gina, she snaps instead, "What are you imagini

I know he’ll know what that means. An email comes right back: ‘I need to send 6 again before the end of the week. I can’t lose that revenue like that. Can we reroute to another port?’ ‘Yeah, and I’ll cover the cost of the truck fuel for the extra land travel it will require. This loss is on my company. Lapses in security on the docks led to this.’ “Daddy, Mommy had to go back to helping Astrid’s mommy.” Freya calls from the stairs. I stand up and walk out of my office to see her still standing at the top of the stairs.