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…

pulsing alongside the pounding

now.

door swings open, and Bryan strides in, his phone

shoots me a distracted nod before

seeking privacy for his call.

my chagrin, Daniel enters

sees me, his eyes lip up with a smirk that makes

blood boil.

break out there, Abby,” he says, pouring himself a coffee. No

as I expected. Just like his

to do with it?” The accusation

can weigh the consequences.

turns, leaning back against the

with your station? Please. I don’t play

were switched. You were the

much

evidence.

you

smell, by taste.” Daniel’s sneer is sharp and

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