“Where the f**k did you come from?” Muk whispered harshly, his voice low but venomous. He glanced over his shoulder, ensuring my family was still asleep.
I stood there, trembling with raw emotion. My tear-streaked face must have been a reflection of my shattered heart. “How could you?” My voice cracked under the weight of betrayal.
Muk froze, his expression shifting between shock and guilt. He looked like a statue, his lips pressed into a thin line, his usual bravado stripped away. But I couldn’t bear to look at him any longer.
Swiping away my tears, I turned to leave, my mind screaming at me to get away, to create distance. Before I could take another step, Muk’s hand shot out, his fingers tangling painfully in my hair. He yanked me back with brutal force.
“Where the f**k do you t
