Marcus sat alone in the dimly lit cafeteria, his mind swirling with anger and hurt. The truth had hit him like a freight train: You, the one they shared secrets and dreams with, had betrayed him. Across the room, your eyes met Marcus's briefly, filled with regret and sorrow. Marcus could see the pain etched on your face, but it offered little solace. How could you have done this? The betrayal cut deeper than any knife, leaving Marcus questioning everything they had shared.