THE WEREWOLF GAME : MAD PRISON

BETRAYAL'S CHAOS

High above the prison walls, Naqib and Elanie found themselves standing on the desolate rooftop. The sky stretched out above them, a canvas for the storm brewing within their hearts. The cool breeze ruffled their hair as they prepared to confront the fractures in their relationship.

Elanie mad at Naqib, "I can't believe you, Naqib! How could you let Syafin's words poison your mind? You've betrayed me."

Naqib responded "Betrayed you? Elanie, I don't understand what you're talking about. I'm just trying to make sense of everything."

Elanie's voice grew sharper, anger seeping through her words. "Trying to make sense? By doubting me? I thought you knew me better than that."

Naqib's brows furrowed, a mixture of confusion and frustration on his face. "Elanie, it's not about doubting you. It's about trying to protect us, to ensure we're not being deceived."

Elanie's eyes filled with tears, her voice trembling with emotion. "Protect us? Naqib, I don't need your protection. I need your trust, your belief in me."

Naqib's tone softened, his voice filled with remorse. "Elanie, I didn't mean to hurt you. But Syafin's words planted doubts in my mind, and I can't ignore them."

Elanie's anger turned into disappointment, her voice tinged with sadness. "Naqib, trust is the foundation of any relationship. Without it, we have nothing."

Naqib reached out, attempting to hold Elanie's hand. "Elanie, please understand that I love you. I never wanted to hurt you, but I need to be sure."

Elanie pulled her hand away, tears streaming down her face. "I need more than just words, Naqib. I need you to believe in me, to stand by my side."

Naqib's voice cracked as he pleaded with her. "Elanie, I'm sorry. I'll do whatever it takes to earn back your trust. I don't want to lose you."

Elanie looked into Naqib's eyes, a mix of pain and determination on her face. "Prove it, Naqib. Show me that you trust me, that you believe in us. Otherwise, I don't know if we can move forward."

In the midst of their heated argument, a figure clad in a black hoodie emerged from the shadows. Leya, known for her fierce and independent nature, approached Elanie and Naqib. Unaware of the intricacies of their relationship, she sought to lend a helping hand.

Leya's voice cut through the tension. "Hey, what's going on here? I can sense the turmoil from a mile away. Mind filling me in?"

Elanie, her voice laced with desperation, turned to Leya. "Leya, Naqib has been consumed by doubt. He's let someone else's words cloud his judgment and it's tearing us apart."

Naqib, conflicted and vulnerable, looked at Leya. "I didn't mean to cause all this chaos, Leya. I just wanted to protect Elanie, but now I've lost her trust."

Leya's piercing gaze shifted between the two. She took a moment to assess the situation before speaking with unwavering determination. "Naqib, Elanie is right. Trust is the foundation of any relationship. Without it, love cannot thrive."

Elanie nodded, her eyes pleading for understanding. "Leya, we've been through so much together. I thought Naqib knew me better, that he had faith in us."

Leya's expression softened, and she placed a reassuring hand on Elanie's shoulder. "Sometimes, doubts and insecurities can cloud our judgment. Naqib, if you truly love Elanie, you need to find a way to rebuild that trust."

Naqib, his eyes filled with remorse, looked at Elanie. "Elanie, I'm sorry for doubting you. I let fear get the best of me. But I promise, I will do whatever it takes to earn back your trust and make things right."