t. Her fingernails dug into the filthy sheets, scratching until she fe

er coat with a silk handkerchief. Her face was a mask of fury, but as

ommanded the guar

hut, leaving them alone

ic. But her hearing... her hearing became terrifyingly sharp. She could hear the rain

eat. She crouched down, her face inches from Chelsea's. Her perfume-something floral

hispered. "It's a special ble

but her tongue felt sw

? Before you go?" She pulled out her

tany, on a yacht. They were tanned, laughing, holding champagn

he date,"

led to focus. The tim

nnet. This was taken three

I loved him. We planned it all, Chelsea. Every step. The addiction? Who do you think introduced you to that 'doctor' who presc

etrayal hurt worse than the poison. Her entire life-her marriage, her downfall, he

..." Chelse

the peeling wallpaper. "We spent your fortune together. We bought

ingers and toes were going cold. The fire in her stomach

anding up and smoothing her sk

a

ear. It was a pure, white-hot energy. She was going to die. She kn

r tongue. The sharp pain cleared the f

er careless. She wanted to see the light go out

loser," sh

ine left in her dying cells. Her right

It was a desperate, animali

ac

was sickeningly loud in the small room. Brittany's head snapped to

elt was already forming on her perfect, porcelain

e did the only thing she could. She gathered t

quarely in the face, spatter

al!" she

drove into Chelsea's stomach. The pain was blinding. Chel

front of her eyes. The

sounding like a banshee. But Chelsea was smiling. Thr

t enough. It would never be