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“You wanted to please me, so you went and took her exam ticket! “Now that you see she got Early Admission to Harvard, now that she’s better than me, you want to dump me and go back to being her devoted childhood friend? “Jason, you’re disgusting!” “Shut up!” Jason yelled, flustered. Taking advantage of his distraction, I snatched the ID from his hand. Looking at them, a faint smirk curved my lips. “One of you is selfish and hypocritical, the other is vain. Don’t break up. Lock each other down.” With that, I turned and walked out of the café. After that day, I never saw Jason or Summer again. They had a huge fight in the café that day and completely cut ties.

“When the cold cuts to the bone. When every breath feels like fire. You will beg for him. You will scream his name.” The hours dragged, darkness pressing closer. Her body weakened, but her mind fought desperately to hold on. Memories flashedLucian’s arms around her in the storm, his voice whispering, Do you want me to stop? Her chest twisted painfully. He had betrayed her, yes. But he had also saved her, again and again. The confusion tore her apart until she could no longer tell which truth was real. Her captors noticed. Scarface smirked. “You feel it, don’t you? The doubt is eating you alive. Betrayal has a taste. Bitter, sharp, impossible to swallow. That taste will break you faster than

The room feels impossibly small, the air thick with the weight of everything unsaid. Sofia glances at me, her eyes wide, pleading. She takes a deep breath, and for a second, I swear she’s about to break down. “The traitor,” she continues, her voice barely above a whisper, “is someone close to Marco. Someone he’s trusted for years.”

He looked at me somberly and suddenly dropped to his knees. "Katrina, I'm sorry. It was my fault. I should have trusted you." I looked at Aaron coldly. "What's the point of apologizing? Would it bring my mother back to life?" I continued, "Since you keep thinking that I'm an evil person who would destroy your company and ruin your darling Rachel, fine. I'll fulfill your wish. I can be even worse than what you think." Then, I took out my phone and found the video I had taken of him and Rachel doing the nasty in the morgue next to Dad's. I sent the video to my family group chat, showing them that they could still get "in the mood" at Dad's funeral.

The truth poured forth, a heartbreaking tale of envy and greed that had driven them to betray everything they once held dear. Though Luna felt anger and betrayal coursing through her veins, she also recognized the complexity of the situation. The traitor had been consumed by their own darkness, lured by promises of power and riches. Luna saw in them a reflection of the flaws that existed within all beings—the capacity for both good and evil.

I definitely don't want that. “I can tell you love him and I know you most feel betrayed right now, but I want you to look on the bright side." I said and Felicia took her face up to me. “What bright side? There is no bright side in this." Her eyes were full of sadness. “You are mistaken, I know you are upset that your best friend and boyfriend betrayed your trust but to be honest you are not also faithful to him either." I said and a slight frown formed on Felicia's face.

Lucia met his gaze, and for a fleeting moment, she saw a flicker of remorse in his eyes. With a heavy heart, Lucia revealed Damian as the traitor, recounting the evidence she had discovered during her trials. The pack erupted in a chorus of gasps and protests, unable to comprehend the magnitude of the revelation. Damian stepped forward, his voice laced with desperation. "Lucia, please!" he pleaded. "I made a terrible mistake. I was weak, vulnerable to the allure of power. But I swear, I can change. I will do anything to make amends."

He swore that once he got out, he’d hunt her down for revenge. The more I learned, the more deliciously scandalous it became. Well, the dirtier she was, the better it was for me. Vivian thrived in the shadows, slithering through the filth like a rat. All I had to do was drag her into the light. And I was going to be the one to do it. … Later, Allen texted me, lying again about working late. I smirked and sent a half-hearted reply. Then, I ordered twenty servings of oysters and dark chocolate drinks to be delivered as his lunch. After all, he’d need the energy for his little “workout” later.

“We have to go. Now!” But Vic didn't move. His eyes were glued to the credit card lying on the floor - it had fallen out of Alexandra's hand in the chaos. With a quick movement, he picked it up. “Do you trust me?” Stefan took her hand. Vic stared at the man he thought had betrayed him just hours ago. The man who had fallen in love with him in the midst of his revenge plan. “I don't have any other choice, do I?” Stefan smiled - the smile that always made him fall in love. “We always have a choice, schatje. But now, we have to make the right choice.”