Mina
Yet the men turned to them, their veins glistening and ready. I caught my brother's gaze then, and it uprooted my heart instantly. Tito’s face twisted in anger, but there was something more—something vile in his expression as he looked at me.
“So what if his guards saved you? They are about to flog us, and you are doing nothing!” Tito snarled; his voice carried the same resentment I heard in my dreams.
Maybe he doesn't mean it.
“This is on you. Always dragging us into your mess. If you couldn't pull through with the plan, why did you do it?!” Spittle flew from his lips, and his eyes turned red.
I blinked in shock. His words hit me like a slap. Of all the things I expected, betrayal wasn’t one of them. I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came. Tito’s gaze was full of venom, a
