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 I have

now.

and Bryan strides

me a distracted nod before he murmurs an apology and exits

for his call. My solitude

Daniel enters the breakroom just as Bryan

eyes lip up with

blood boil.

he says, pouring himself

just as I expected. Just

have anything to do with it?”

can weigh the consequences.

the counter, his eyes narrowing

your station? Please. I don’t

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

off. I shouldn’t finish. It’s too much of a leap, and I don’t

evidence.

you should have known,”

taste.” Daniel’s sneer is sharp and

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