Insatiable
He held me by the back of my neck and moved the drink closer towards me.
I pushed him away. "I won't drink the water until you tell me the truth."
He had a wild excited look in his eyes. "Cyanide."
I wanted to faint, I felt my heart drop as he said that one word, the reality that if I had taken one sip of the drink, I'd be dead within a matter of minutes froze my heart.
"You're insane!" I cried, knocking the glass out his hands, it fell to the floor, shattering and spilling its contents.