Suzzie's POV
Tell me why all plans to have Tyler die a slow death always prove abortive?
Tyler was supposed to sip the fruit drink which contained some portion of a transparent poison in it, then he would gradually lose his lungs even though he might be aware of his surroundings.
Recalling how he spoke to me about a brother whom I never had irked me. He was trying to be a man full of empathy of which he never was.
And when Wayne stepped into the picture, taking Tyler's already poisoned drink, I had to do something. That alone would bring to light my cruel act against Tyler Skyler.
The two men turned to look at me immediately as the glass clattered to the floor. Tyler had already began to suspect that something was wrong with me.
His eyes were full of questions while Wayne's face held a tinge of worry.
"I...I...," my legs moved to take a step but Wayne was quick to stop me.
"Be careful, you'll hurt yourself," he cautioned.
And when I excused myself afterwards to clean up the mess, I c
