Chapter 5
Fawn's POV
The cold glass presses against my palm.
I hold the cup with both hands. My knuckles turn white from how hard I'm gripping it.
Nathan and the middle-aged man stare at me. Their eyes hold this sick kind of anticipation, like my death might buy them extra time.
"Drink it already! Quit wa...
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