- Aria -
"You nasty, sneaky cunt!" Maria raged, and I gasped, hearing such vile language from my friend's lips.
The moment I caught sight of her, it was as if a storm had erupted from nowhere. Her eyes were wide, glinting with a relentless fire that froze my spine. One second, we were on friendly terms, then suddenly Maria was a storm, her voice slicing through the jubilant atmosphere like a savage cut of a knife. "You think you can just take him away from me?" she yelled, her words sharp enough to pierce through the distant rhythms of joyous drumming.
I flinched at the venom in her tone. Was this the same girl who had shared secrets and laughter over late-night snacks? Now she stood before me, an entirely different person. "Maria, please! I—"
"Shut up!" she cut me off, her expression
