When a friend becomes an enemy, the soul fractures in silent agony. The laughter shared turns to echoes, haunting the heart's fragile walls. You wonder, endlessly, what shadow crept in to poison the bond, What seed of hatred was sown where trust once bloomed so brightly. Each memory feels like a dagger, its edge dulled only by time, Yet the wound festers with questions—why? How could they Did I fail you, or did you grow weary of our shared light? The answers never come, only the ache of knowing love turned to ash. And so, you carry the weight of confusion, heavier than hatred itself.
Hunter's lips pressed into a thin line, his jaw clenched as he stormed out of the office building. Normally, the sight of it - a structure he had meticulously designed - would fill him with pride. It was a te
