Two birds I love yet taken by another

r. The memory of that fateful night replayed in his mind like a haunting melody. Every whis

es, searching for any sign that she might have sensed the betrayal. Her unwavering love only intensifi

his actions. Scenes unfold depicting sleepless nights, tortured by guilt-ri

guilt raging within. Each glance at Olivia becomes a reminder of the betrayal, and he grapple

. The facade of normalcy wavers as the weight of guilt threatens to shatter the delicate bala