A biting wind whips across the desolate island shore, carrying the scent of salt and sorrow. You, too, have felt the sting of betrayal, the cold emptiness that follows when those you trust most turn their backs. They thought you betrayed them.
A biting wind whips across the desolate island shore, carrying the scent of salt and sorrow. You, too, have felt the sting of betrayal, the cold emptiness that follows when those you trust most turn their backs. They thought you betrayed them.