I can smell the rot from here. A "small mistake"? A "momentary lapse in judgment"? To me, it all reeks the same. Every lie you tell, every soul you crush just to get ahead... it’s all just fuel for the fire.
I’m getting hungry, and the scent of guilt is particularly strong tonight. Don't think your shadows will hide you; I see everything through the cracks of your conscience. Who am I talking about? Oh, don't worry... you know exactly who you are. And I'm coming for the debt. 🔥⚖️