His Father's Wife
“That’s fine. You can hold onto it. Drink it when you’re ready.”
I nodded and placed the cup on the table beside me, deliberately wrapping my fingers around the outside of the warm ceramic.
We talked for a few more minutes. Dante was disturbingly earnest, even bringing up memories from when we first met. After a little while, I started to feel dizzy.
At first, I thought it was the sun, but the dizziness grew stronger, and my vision started to blur.
Contact poison. He’d coated the outside of the cup.
I cursed myself for my carelessness as I fought to stay conscious. But the drug was potent, and my body was already failing me.
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