Noah's POV
I thought betrayal would feel more dramatic.
That's how it is in the movies—explosive anger, broken glass, a scream through the rain. Characters storm off with fire in their veins and blood in their teeth. "I'll get back at them." "I should've known." Always so sure. So purposeful. There's suspense, there's action and in the end, there's resolution.
But I don't feel any of that and the chaos in my head is far from fiction.
I just feel… hollow.
No burning rage. No revenge fantasy. Just the dull ache of something breaking inside me and not fixing itself. The feeling of glass shattering glass, shattering glass.