The creepy Night.

Chapter 19

The room was silent except for the soft hum of the wind outside, but inside, everything was broken. Subey stood, her eyes fixed on the floor, her mind a whirlwind of confusion and anger. John's betrayal echoed in her chest, a sharp pain that wouldn't subside. He had been her rock, her protector, someone she'd trusted more than anyone. To think he had been the one who betrayed her—who betrayed them all—it was suffocating.

Beside her, Caroline stood like a ghost. Her eyes were hollow, her face pale, as if the light inside her had been snuffed out. She had once thought that John loved her—that he would protect her the way Subey had once imagined. But now, all of that was shattered, leaving only the remnants of what she had believed was real.

"I can't believe it," Caroline whispered, her voice breaking as she struggled to hold herself together. Her eyes, full of unshed tears, met Subey's. "I loved him… How could he do this to us? To you?"

Subey's heart ached for Caroline, but her own grief made it hard to find words. Her betrayal was just as deep. She had let herself trust the wrong person, had let her guard down for too long. And now, here they were—two women, fractured by the same man, standing in the ruins of their shared pain.

Subey's voice was raw, but firm. "He wasn't who we thought he was. He wasn't any of it."

Caroline nodded slowly, her fingers trembling at her sides. "But it's not just that, is it? I can't just… erase the love I had for him. I can't stop feeling like… like I was fooled."

Subey turned towards Caroline, her eyes softening as she reached out, gripping her shoulders with trembling hands. "I know. It hurts. It's like we were both living in a lie. But Caroline, we are stronger than this. We're still here, and we can still fight."

Caroline's lips quivered, and for a moment, Subey thought she might break down completely. But instead, Caroline leaned into her touch, closing her eyes as a tear escaped. "I don't know how to forgive myself, Subey. For believing in him. For letting myself love him when… when he was the one who caused all this."

Subey pulled her closer, wrapping her arms around Caroline, holding her tightly. It wasn't just about John anymore. It wasn't about the betrayal or the past. It was about the pain they shared, the fragile bond they had forged through their own heartbreak. And in this moment, it was the only thing they had left.

"Caroline," Subey whispered, her voice thick with emotion, "I'm not asking you to forgive him. I'm asking you to forgive yourself. We're both broken, but we can heal. We can still do this, together. We can make this right."

Caroline's tears fell freely now, but Subey didn't let go. She held her tighter, as if holding onto the last thread of hope in a world that had turned upside down. It was raw, it was painful, but it was also something pure—the bond they shared in the face of everything that had happened.

The storm outside raged on, but inside, something shifted. They had lost so much, but they hadn't lost each other.

"I don't know how," Caroline whispered through her tears, "but I'll try. For you, Subey. I'll try."

And in that moment, as the storm howled in the distance, Subey knew that no matter what came next—no matter how dark the world became—they would face it together. Because sometimes, in the depths of heartbreak, the only way to heal is by holding on to each other.