She was crying earnestly and I would be lying if I told her that I was not affected, because I was. She really looked like she had remorse already and I was glad by that. At least she acknowledges the damage that she caused to us by betraying us.
"I don't really want to talk to you about this right now," I told her just to make her stop. "You may leave. It's not like we were ever friends, right? You still work for that woman. We knew the risk that we were taking when we decided to team up with you."
"I have no choice---"
"You had a choice," I interrupted her. "The moment you went there so that they'll pick you up from the sand, you chose what you want to do. And that's being loyal to your colleagues and betray us. It was predictable but I still wouldn't have imagined that you going to l
