Abby

I’m sitting by myself in the breakroom, my fingers wrapped around a cardboard

cup of coffee from the vending machine. The coffee has already gone cold, but

it’s not like I was drinking it anyway. The taste was too bitter for what I need right

now.

Karl stepped out just a few minutes ago. He said he had to make a call, and I’m

too numb to question it. Right now, I welcome the silence of the breakroom. I

needed it after that little display on the stage.

I can still feel the heat from the stage lights, the biting sting of Logan’s harsh

words. “You should know your ingredients.” His voice replays in my head like a

Enter title…

alongside the pounding headache

now.

door swings open, and Bryan

me a distracted nod before he

no doubt seeking privacy for his call. My solitude is

to my chagrin, Daniel enters the breakroom just as Bryan

eyes lip up with a smirk

blood boil.

break out there, Abby,” he says, pouring himself

I expected. Just like

anything to do with it?” The

can weigh the consequences.

the

don’t play

switched. You were the only one who—” I start, but

off. I shouldn’t finish. It’s too much of

evidence.

which I didn’t, you should have

her ingredients by smell, by taste.” Daniel’s

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