49. Rage Against The Bestie

Chapter Forty Nine

The sun hung low in the evening sky, casting a warm golden glow over the quiet suburban neighborhood. A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the trees, creating a soothing symphony that belied the tension brewing on the street below.

Amidst the idyllic setting stood a young man named Elijah. His rugged features were etched with determination and anger, his dark eyes burning with an intensity that mirrored the storm brewing within his soul. His usually tousled hair was now disheveled, matching the chaos that threatened to consume him.

Across from him, quaking with fear, stood an older man named Felix. His balding head glistened with sweat, his eyes wide with shock and regret. His feeble attempts at defense were futile as Elijah's powerful grip tightened around the collar of his shirt, pulling him closer.

"You said what?!" Elijah's voice seethed with barely contained rage, each word laced with venom. His fingers dug into the fabric, threatening to tear it apart as his
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