The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

Zada nodded. “Yeah, I’ll bring the soup to the hospital now so Halsey can have it while it’s hot.”

Sierra reached out. “Let me help.”

“No, it’s fine. I’ll do it myself,” Zada said, brushing her off.

Sierra was frustrated. Zada wasn’t giving her a chance to polson the soup. The little packet of powder was still in her pocket.

“What are you just standing there for? Go sit in the living room for a bit. I’ll be quick,” Zada said.

Sierra was getting anxious. The soup was ready. If she didn’t find a chance now, she’d lose this once–in–a- lifetime opportunity!

“But I wanna do something for Halsey, too. Let me help,” Sierra pressed, moving to grab the ladle from Zada.

But Zada pushed her hand away. “Really, I don’t need help. You’ll only get in the way.”

silent. What

where’s the thermos?

thermos?” Sierra

the coffee table earli you grab

her forehead. “Oh, right. It’s in

She hadn’t had a chance before, and now the

get it,” she

went into the living room and quickly

you find it?” Zada called from the

a little dirty. I’ll

“Okay.”

busy stirring the soup, quietly pulled the poison packet from her pocket. Looking

inside, and

exhaled–she had done it. The