The Piercing Betrayal
Raiver strode down the opulent hallways of his grand estate, his mind consumed with worry for his darling, Naria.
Determined to find her Peru and attend to Naria's needs, he paid little attention to the bustling activity around him.
As he turned a corner, his gaze inadvertently met Miraila's, a woman he found both intimidating and annoying.
'Why she's still alive?' He thought to himself.
Their eyes locked for a brief moment, and a flicker of annoyance crossed Raiver's face.
He couldn't hide his disgust at her presence, for he considered her an inconsequential distraction.
However, he quickly averted his gaze, brushing past her as if she were nothing more than an insignificant obstacle in his path.
But Miraila, persistent and unyielding, clung to Raiver's presence.
She hurriedly caught up with him, looking urgent and with a hint of desperation.
"Raiver, please! We need to talk," she pleaded, her voice tinged with remorse.