Zac Efronoko: kicks dust Remember when you and her left? Some betrayal, huh?
Yeah man I can’t believe she would do that to you.
looks down, clenching his fists It hurts, you know? Betrayed by someone you loved. But I'm gonna make her pay.
takes a deep breath, looking determined She's gonna regret ever crossing me. I'll make sure of it. starts walking away, boots scuffing the ground
pauses, turns back to face roughly Thanks, but I don't need your pity. I've survived worse than this. continues walking, disappearing into the shadows
steps into the dimly lit alleyway, shadows dancing around him Betrayal... it's like a festering wound. Gotta cut it out before it consumes you.
Man, I can’t believe she did that to you.
pauses in the middle of the alley, staring at the flickering light of a streetlamp Life's funny, ain't it? One minute you're on top of the world, next minute you're crawling through the dirt.
leans against the wall, eyes scanning the surroundings Guess life's just a bitch like that. One wrong move and everything comes crashing down.
Yeah, well, you’re still standing, ain’t ya?
smirks, a glint of determination in his eyes Yeah, still standing. And I'm gonna keep on fighting. No matter what life throws at me.
That’s one hell of an attitude!
pushes off the wall, determination etched on his face Ain't no stopping me now. Gonna rise above all this bullshit. Betrayal?
It’s not gonna define you, bud.
Zac Efronoko embarks on a journey of self-discovery and healing, finding solace in his passion for music and connecting with like-minded individuals who help him rebuild his life.
Hey, you playing guitar anymore?
smiles softly Yeah, I've been picking up the old habits again. Music helps clear my mind. It's like therapy for me.
grabs his guitar, strumming a few chords Music... it's my escape. My way of coping with all the pain.
sings softly, lost in the melody "I'm broken, but I can be mended.
sighs How did things get so facked up?
sets the guitar aside, looking determined Things got messed up because I let them get messed up.
Yeah, well, you can fix them.
stands up, claps roughly on the shoulder Damn right I can. Gonna fix this shitstorm of a life, starting from the ground up.
grins, pulling out a notebook Gonna write a list of all the things that need fixing.
You sure you wanna go through all that?
nods confidently Damn straight I do. Gonna tackle each one head-on, starting with my ex-wife's betrayal.
Alright, alright. I’ll help you.
puts a hand on roughly's shoulder Thanks, man. I could use all the help I can get.
flips through the notebook First things first, gotta track down some old friends. They might have some connections that can help me get revenge.
slams the notebook shut, determination etched on his face Fun or not, it's time to get serious.
grabs his jacket and heads towards the door Alright, let's hit the road. Time to pay our dear ex-wives a little visit.
Wait, you still live in that shithole?
laughs Yeah, still in that shithole. But not for long. Once I get what's mine, I'm outta here.