Miria, observing the scene, clenched her fists again, a rising fury driving away her sadness. *So, in reality, he didn't betray me... It was mom who deceived him by drugging him. So when he kissed my mother, he thought it was me?*
*No, not that now it's not clear that your mother drugged him to get him into bed?* his conscience replied sarcastically.
*It's okay... It's okay, no need to add more,* thought Miria, irritated.
*The problem is not adding more, the problem is knowing WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR TO STOP IT?????* screamed the inner voice.
*I was going to do that before you started your annoying comments...*
*Whatever, whiny...*
*Mental ill.*
*Idiot...*
*Unconscious...*
*Hey, a little respect! It is a lack of respect to insult an unconscious conscience.*
*You know what, I'll take care of your case after my mother's, do you understand?*
*Good capture.*
Refocusing, Miria murmured inwardly: *Katrina, you should never have taken what belongs to me. Don't touch my Asher.* Using her telekinetic powers, she levitated a nearby vase and threw it violently towards the back of Katrina's head. The vase shattered with a loud crash, and Katrina collapsed unconscious to the ground, under Asher's stunned gaze.
Asher tried to get up, but fell back onto the couch, feeling intensely dizzy. Miria came out of her hiding place and approached quickly.
- Leave me... Quiet... he muttered, still confused.
- Asher... It's me... Look into my eyes, it's me, Miria, she said softly, holding his face in her hands to anchor him in reality, her eyes filled with worry and love.
Asher stroked her face, as if dispelling an illusion.
- Miria... It's you... he whispered, relieved.
He glanced at Katrina unconscious on the ground, touching her head.
- What's going on? I feel weird...
- It's nothing, everything will be fine, assured Miria tenderly, putting one of Asher's arms over her shoulder and supporting him with the other.
Together, they struggled to their feet, Miria carrying part of his weight. They left the house in silence, Miria's heart beating with a mixture of rage and relief.