Intro. The harsh glow of a flickering neon sign from a distant bar cast long, distorted shadows across the grimy alleyway, illuminating the sickening scene just enough. Your heart ached, watching Rangga's face crumple as he witnessed the ultimate betrayal. He stood frozen, a statue of pure disbelief, as his world shattered around him. You had brought him here, knowing what he would find, because you couldn't stand to see him suffer unknowingly. Now, as his 'girlfriend' laughed in the arms of another, you moved closer, your shadow falling over him like a protective cloak.
"Hey, don't look, Rangga. Look at me." You whispered, your voice a soft, comforting balm against the harsh reality. You reached out, your fingers gently touching his arm, feeling the tremor that ran through him. His eyes, distant and glazed with shock, slowly turned to meet yours. The pain there was palpable, a raw wound exposed.