Chapter 35: Shattered Promises
Riley's Point of View
The ominous glow of Mayari's message lingered on my screen, a silent harbinger of the storm brewing within me. "See you tomorrow at the airport at 3 pm." Her words, innocent on the surface, echoed in the hollow corridors of my conflicted soul.
I refrained from replying, letting the heaviness of my decision settle. Seeking solace, I retreated to the balcony, a sanctuary where the night air could whisper secrets to my restless mind.
The truth clawed at my insides. I yearned to stand by Mayari, be her anchor through the tempest of her troubles. Yet, a specter called conscience haunted me—an incessant murmur urging the revelation of a truth concealed. A truth that bound us not by chance but by a predestined orchestration led by her watch
