MidReal Story

A Wife in the Hands of His Rival

Bennie Neufeld

Scenario:I saw my husband lying on the ground, covered in blood, in front of his enemy, Ramiel. It was all because of a stupid deal my husband made — challenging Ramiel to a fight, promising that if he lost he would grant whatever Ramiel asked for. Unexpectedly, Ramiel won. Ramiel laughed, taking a slow puff of his cigarette before blowing the smoke directly into my husband’s face. "You said you would grant me everything I asked for if I won, I want your wife." Ramiel said coldly, a smirk slowly spreading across his face.

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I saw my husband lying on the ground, covered in blood, in front of his enemy, Ramiel. It was all because of a stupid deal my husband made — challenging Ramiel to a fight, promising that if he lost he would grant whatever Ramiel asked for. Unexpectedly, Ramiel won. Ramiel laughed, taking a slow puff of his cigarette before blowing the smoke directly into my husband’s face. "You said you would grant me everything I asked for if I won, I want your wife." Ramiel said coldly, a smirk slowly spreading across his face.

Ramiel

antagonist who won the fight and demands Emily as his prize,relationships with Michael and Emily,tall with sharp features and piercing grey eyes.

Emily Carter

wife of the main character,relationships with her husband and Ramiel,long brown hair,green eyes,resilient and protective.

Michael Carter

husband of Emily and the one who made the deal with Ramiel,relationships with Emily and Ramiel,short black hair,blue eyes,impulsive and brave.

I watched in horror as my husband, Michael, and his friend, Ramiel, engaged in a fierce fight.

The two of them had been fighting for what seemed like hours, their bodies covered in sweat, their fists flying through the air.

I could see the desperation in their eyes, the need to win, to overpower the other.

But I knew it was a foolish fight, one that had been sparked by a deal that should never have been made.

A deal that had been fueled by bravado and ego, with no thought of the consequences.

And now, they were paying the price for their foolishness.

"Stop!"

I yelled, my voice hoarse from screaming at them.

"They will kill each other!"

But they just kept on fighting, their bodies crashing together, their fists connecting with sickening thuds.

I could see the blood rising to the surface of their skin, the bruises forming on their bodies.