“I-I can’t believe this,” Leal scoffed, disbelief evident in her widened eyes. Her heart is so heavy with negative emotions, all directed at the third person inside the metal cage.

She can’t believe her eyes, the pain of betrayal stabbing her right in front of her eyes. The bloody woman’s looks to her speak volumes, but she is in no state to decipher what her eyes want to convey—most of which will probably be her excuses. Her once corporate attire that made her look elegant, ...