Everything passed in slow motion in my head as I ran out of the house. It all made sense now. All the unexplained absences. Every time he was late. All the whispers. I tried to deny it all and how stupid I had been to do so. If he had been cheating it would have been easier but this I can’t handle. This is the worst betrayal, how could he be working for my uncle? How could he just stand there as my best friend was tortured? How could he lie and pretend as if nothing happened? As if he had done nothing wrong?
