Mathew

Mathew's wrath engulfs me, a relentless storm fueled by the betrayal I inflicted upon him. As his anger consumes him, I am left to confront the consequences of my actions, overwhelmed by the intensity of his fury. With each accusatory glare and seething word, I am reminded of the pain I caused, powerless to quell the tempest raging within him. He stared hard as i stared stunned about how he found out As I stood there, frozen in fear, Mathew continues to fix his intense gaze upon me. His eyes boring deep into my soul, leaving me paralyzed beneath the weight of his accusatory glare. I struggle for words, my mind racing with excuses, but the intensity of his anger makes it impossible to form a coherent sentence.

Suddenly, he takes a step closer, closing the distance between us, his presence overshadowing my shaky frame. I feel the heat of his breath as he leans in, his voice laced with cold disdain. "I didn't mean to" I stammers. Mathew's response cuts through the air like a dagger, his cold words echoing in the air. "Did I ask for an explanation?" he retorts, his voice laced with a chilling anger that pierces through me. As I struggle for words, he continues with a sneer, "You did it, and the consequences are yours to bear. I don't want to hear excuses."