Torturing the Betrayer

AUTHOR'S POV

The sharp, rhythmic clicking of Vivian’s designer heels against the concrete pavement echoed loudly into the cool evening air. She walked with her spine pin-straight, her chin tipped upward in a picture of supreme arrogance. She did not spare a single backward glance toward the courtyard where Nina was left crumbled on the ground. A bright, malicious thrill pumped hot and fast throug