Rafaelo stopped in his tracks, his face paling in horror. He turned around to Azrael, his jaw tightening in anger, but he had no power to take it out on him. "This is unfair!" He uttered, his body shaking in fear. His eyes darted to Azrael's phone, which was now buzzing again. His heart sank further. He knew his life was doomed. Minister Bason must have seen the video by now and would tear him apart.
"You... You can't bully me using it!" Rafaelo cried out loud, his voice trembling. "This is unfair!"
"Unfair?" Azrael scoffed, his piercing gaze locking onto Rafaelo. "You blamed my wife for his death all these years," he added, his voice cold and cutting.
Rafaelo's words died in his throat. His brain felt like mush, overwhelmed by emotions he couldn't process. His legs wobbled, and he struggled to stand straight. Just then, Azrael's phone started buzzing again. It was Minister Bason's call. Rafaelo's heart sank further as he accepted his fate. This was it—his last day on earth.
