The Heartbreak Prescription by Glazed Snow

Sierra’s eyes were glued to Halsey. She watched as Halsey opened her mouth and drank the chicken soup.

Halsey had drunk the poisoned soup!

A huge weight lifted off Sierra’s chest. She leaned against the wall, gasping for air, her eyes shining with triumph.

After all this struggle, she had finally defeated Halsey!

She glanced back at the hospital room. Halsey had finished the entire bowl of soup.

Forget a bowl–even a sip of the poisoned soup could be fatal. Sierra waited eagerly for the moment Halsey would succumb.

Zada took back the empty bowl. “Good job. You finished the soup. Now lie down and get some rest.”

Halsey nodded. “Okay.”

Suddenly, she clutched her stomach, her face going pale.

shifted to concern.

so much… Why does it hurt like

surged through Zada. “You don’t look so good. I’ll call a doctor. Doctor! Someone

of doctors and nurses rushed

it was too late. Halsey coughed up a mouthful of

horrified the doctors. One of them shouted, “Get the patient to

team lifted Halsey onto a stretcher

them,

blocked her way. “I’m sorry, you can’t

slammed shut with

but she had to keep up appearances. She rushed forward, feigning worry. “Zada, what’s going on? I just saw Halsey being taken into surgery. What

pain, and then she coughed up blood. The next thing I know, the

she’ll be fine. But we need

as realization hit her. “Right… We have to tell Mr. Lane immediately. He needs