Betrayal was never just a fleeting act…
It was a subtle earthquake, silent yet powerful, leaving cracks in everything it touched—
in the hearts of Adel and Nelly.
Adel sat on the edge of the sofa, as if he had suddenly fallen from a dense dream he neither knew how it began nor how it ended.
He breathed slowly, questioning himself in a whisper:
How did this happen?
Where did I slip?
But the most painful question was:
What will happen now?
As for Nelly, she sat nearby, arranging strands of her hair, her face still carrying the warmth of the past moment…
But in her eyes was something else: a broken victory, as if she had won a battle but lost herself.
Adel spoke to her in a wounded voice:
“We… we shouldn’t have…
This is wrong, Nelly… very wrong.”
She looked at him with a deadly
