Beyond The Reflection
Samuel grabbed the glass, and before Lisa could react, he tilted it to his lips, downing half the wine in a single gulp.
Lisa froze.
“Now we can leave, right?” Samuel stated, his voice as sharp as the glass clicking against the table.
Lisa’s smirk faltered. Almost defiantly, she reached for the stem again and drained the rest.
The first hint of dizziness crept in softly. Lisa blinked, her throat tightening as if the air had thickened. Her hand instinctively went to her temple, pressing.
Across from her, Samuel shifted in his seat, his jaw clenched as he steadied himself against the table. His movements began to lose their precision, growing sluggish.
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