Asher
I'm not about to believe it until I've experienced it myself.
"I'm trusting you," I say softly, as Sinful crouches down beside me, holding my arm out, looking for a vein. "I hope I'm not making a mistake."
Sinful makes a strange noise from his throat. "I hope so too."
I breathe in deeply, wanting to say something to counteract his statement, however, he carelessly slides the needle under my skin, making me flinch. His grip is like a vice, keeping me still as he presses the poison down into my vein, leaving a disturbing blue trail along with it.
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