n John

tant echo. The world ha

of collapse. Kimber guided me back to

ball, shaking

d lies-they played on a loop in my

n the WAGs shunned me. The one who listened to all

ysically. My stomach cramped. My head t

nk hot water, to take a paink

a soulless puppet, refusi

and finally broke. She went to the balcony with her

e a thundercloud. I knew with

embled with rage. "She had the nerve to deny it. She said I w

me to tell you, Carleen, that you should just accept Armani's

ally exploded, throwing

in my chest, but it was quickly extinguished by an overwhel

in her medicine cabinet, prescribed for

ing milk for me, I found the bott

st shook a few pills into my pa

tarted to blur. But instead of peaceful

I couldn't breathe. Angry red welts

severe allergy to a specific sedative ingredient. I

croak came out. My vision blurred. Kimbe

er, holding me, screami

e awareness, I was

ir was a cacophony of voices and beeping ma

could breathe again. Kimber was hol

on, not..." She didn't finish, but I knew what s

my head, trying

s pulled halfway open. A tall figure st

on a wheelchair, encased in a cast. Even si

d feel his cold gaze on me, like h

d put herself between us. "Wh

just glanced at her, the

to recognize him, letting out a s

Mr. Stone, your test results a

why was he looking at me like that? I had never seen h

ow and impatient, directed at the nurs