Feel it: The face of betrayal

This knife cuts not through skin, but through the soul, leaving behind a silence where trust once lived. It’s not just a loss of faith — it’s a sudden, searing rupture of a bond that once felt stronger than steel.

The worst part isn’t the blow itself, but recognizing the traitor’s face — the face of someone who stood beside you. The one whose voice once brought you peace, whose eyes once held warmth. And as time seems to freeze, you stand with a knife in your back, slowly realizing that the wound was dealt by the very hand to which you had given all of yourself.