A Friend's Revenge: The Tragic Consequences of Love and Betrayal
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The sun had set hours ago, and the once bustling city had fallen silent. The streets were empty, and the only sounds that could be heard were the occasional distant howl of a stray dog or the rustling of leaves in the wind. But in a small apartment building on the outskirts of town, the silence was broken by the sound of footsteps. The footsteps belonged to a young man named Michael. He was a tall, broad-shouldered man with short, dark hair and piercing blue eyes. He wore a black leather jacket and jeans, and his face was set in a determined expression.