THE APPLE'S OF HIS EYE
Tommy, unsuspecting of my true intentions, accepted the gesture without hesitation.
As Tommy took a sip from the cup, I watched him intently, inwardly hoping that the concoction would soon take effect. Our conversation shifted towards personal experiences, and Tommy, ever curious, asked about the story behind my wheelchair-bound existence.
Crafting a fictitious tale on the spot, I wove a narrative of a tragic fall from a balcony when I was a mere five years old. Tommy expressed sympathy for my supposed misfortune, empathizing with the struggles I had endured.
It was a calculated move, establishing a sense of shared vulnerability between us, which would make the revelation of my true intentio
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